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Love Kills


I wonder how you came to be for your stone cold heart doesn’t seem to beat. There’s a chunk of ice in you chest, frozen so cold you will never rest. The Love I gave you could never undo the hate that sits inside of you. My heart was full of that sticky liquid and my veins heaved in my chest but mostly it was full warmth a deep heat, Love I felt for you, till you chilled me too. You froze me in the depths of time where I now reside. Icicles now hand from my veins and my blood is stained. Your worms weaved inside of me tearing me apart at the seams. A stone cold heart now rests in my chest, I should have guessed my love for you would kill me too.
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