Destruction of the Heart

Crying into this world I came

With the very same tears, I will depart

On a wave.

Once thought you were the Moses that could part my flood

And show me life beyond confinement

Called me your Juliet, fed me romantic cliches

Til I could stomach no more and was bloated with, Joy.

Instead I was your Penelope of Ithaca,

In which you took up warmth in the arms of Circe,

I sat. Wondering when you'd sail back to assail my heart.

As Eve ate from the tree 

and doomed humanity,

I took a chance on your own Apple,

and ended up trying to grapple,

the torment you brought upon

My Heart.