“you leave me breathless” she sighed, as their lips parted
“then take mine” he offered “all I have is yours”

guilt gnawed at his conscious like a thief who committed sin in a sacred dwelling



2. he felt a tear drop in his dead subconscious and sipped on red wine to drown a blister of regrets



3. now peace is a constant war locking his mindset. he died, for liberation from the nightmare he was living

Would you be able to recognize the sound your heart makes ?
What it sounds like as you hold it in the palm of your hands
What it sounds like as you try to protect  it from winters chill

Warm air leaving your cold chapped lips
Wondering if your breath is enough to keep your heart warm

Wondering if you would be able to recognize the sound it makes as the red veins turn to blue
As it transforms to be apart of the world

Would you be able to recognize the sound of your heart in
today's world ?