Catalyst
If you look with your heart instead of your eyes,
You'll see my bloodied hands after I've ripped out my heart for you.
You'll see sweat beading on my forehead-
Perspired as I chase you.
You'll see my tears falling as I weep for you.
You'll see my hollow form as my soul departs,
Fractured by the absence of you.
You'll see me broken.
But you're looking with your eyes,
And I was only ever able to love you in silence.
Copyright © Sophie Pilkington | Year Posted 2020
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