The Arrow Of TruthRomance
22 Sep 2015
The shot from an arrow strikes my heart
Breaking the dream of you
Bringing the aftershocks of reality, shattering all hope
My heart twists and turns when your face is touched by my eyes
My breath is weak, my heart wanes
Ready to go, into the soft darkness to cradle me from this world
Tears rush to my eyes not in aide, but to blind me as the image of you blurs into a water painting
Time stops, my heart ceases its monotone beat
I feel the fall from my flesh.