Tear my bleeding heart out of my chest.
Cherish my crimson on your hands.
Rip open the organ you are holding so delicately.
You'll find my most precious tribute.
It's like a seed that will grow the biggest tree.
I wish I could plant it into your own heart.
Watch it burst open with branches and leaves.
Now you'll feel a fraction of what I feel.
Those leaves will squeeze your lungs.
You'll fight for every last bit of oxygen.
That's me, that is loving how I do.
Let's split the gift in half right here.
I'll cut open your chest if you let me.
Taking your heart and plant the half inside it.
Half me and half of you, branches the same.
Your blood will drip from my hands.
About the Creator
Rabbit
I see the world a little differently than most. Even at a young age I was writing down what I saw but never sharing it with a soul until now. I'm choosing love over fear.
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Heartbreaking and so creative