Rose Quartz Heart

The eyes of temptation

The hurt of your figure

Why must I feel this?

Why must you suffer?

Forever indulgent

In your abounding abstention

Destroyed by the echo

Of the voiceless depression

Brought about by the presence

Of your swallowing void

My light has died

Your heart has burnt

The faded sky opens

And the swarms converge

How will you escape?

Is this wallowing worth it?

Bleed me out on the fields

Of hopelessness and harrowing defeat

You’ve never been mine

But your pain is my pain

This suffering carries on

Unrequited and unrelenting.

Forever.