Bloodstained Sonnet

Your eyes Poring over my page Crossing out a bloodstained sonnet Ballpoint bullet Four lines Growing from the heartbreak Tearing down the idol you made Sorry, too late Feeling it is hard to find When your heart it cannot be with mine Did you climb just to cut the vines? Arrow Quiver in the forest Standing from the timber palace Hollow-hearted Callous Resting on my high brow Covering your violet eyelids Locked inside it Feeling it is hard to find When your heart it cannot be with mine Did you climb just to cut the vines? Feeling it is hard to find When your heart it cannot be with mine Did you climb just to cut the vines?