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?