Half
The constant eradication of a soul
A soul broken into pieces of a whole
Leads to a stone heart
That can no longer feel pain
No longer see the soul that was pure but now stained
Stained by destruction
Complete corruption
Broken in half is the heart fined
By the mixed tears of the one with the overwhelmed mind
Cut in half is the body marked
By the destiny that awaits it
Scarred by the emotions that overtake it
This poem is about:
Me
Our world