My Ribbons

You knew and yet still you stayed silent.

To wait and speak at the last possible second

To spear my heart with your three-pronged trident

As if the pain would actually be lessoned

But it still couldn’t prevent my Armageddon.

It’s a battle I’m sure you will never see

For it rages throughout my mind and heart

And the two, it seems, will never convene

Since the views they see are miles apart

Too far to even try to start.

My heart is constricted by my mind

It’s squeezed until its faith is flat

And in dismembered ribbons it lies

Soft and malleable traits it hath

Yet it has seen its own bloodbath.

The mind senses this agony

But while the heart entreats, it comes

It comes to break and intervene

To wait till the heart at last succumbs

And the victory drums drum.

Nevertheless the heart pushes on

Desiderate to not give in; no matter the pain

No matter that hope has already forgone

No matter how hard it must strain

It yearns with no complaints.

I knew what I must do and it is done

To crush my heart in all its dreams

To banish it from Eden

From it comes no screams

Just silent tears that cease not to plead.

And with it I suffer and lament

But this hurts far less than to hope

Though I know this is not what you meant

And who you are you can't forgo

So I cannot but let you go.