A bottomless Pit For My Heart

A bottomless Pit For My Heart

I dropped my heart into a bottomless pit,

watched it tumble, weightless, dimly lit.

No echo followed, no final thud,

just silence swallowing pulse and blood.

Did it shatter, or does it still fall,

drifting deeper past memory’s call?

I reach, but nothing meets my hands,

no path, no end, no place to land.

Maybe it floats where lost things dwell,

adrift in hush, too deep to tell.

Or maybe it lingers, a phantom beat,

somewhere far beneath my feet.

But as I die, let it be known—

you left me with a broken heart,

that hurt so much it had to be thrown.