My Ribbons
You knew and yet still you stayed silent.
To wait and speak at the last possible second
To spear my heart with your three-pronged trident
As if the pain would actually be lessoned
But it still couldn’t prevent my Armageddon.
It’s a battle I’m sure you will never see
For it rages throughout my mind and heart
And the two, it seems, will never convene
Since the views they see are miles apart
Too far to even try to start.
My heart is constricted by my mind
It’s squeezed until its faith is flat
And in dismembered ribbons it lies
Soft and malleable traits it hath
Yet it has seen its own bloodbath.
The mind senses this agony
But while the heart entreats, it comes
It comes to break and intervene
To wait till the heart at last succumbs
And the victory drums drum.
Nevertheless the heart pushes on
Desiderate to not give in; no matter the pain
No matter that hope has already forgone
No matter how hard it must strain
It yearns with no complaints.
I knew what I must do and it is done
To crush my heart in all its dreams
To banish it from Eden
From it comes no screams
Just silent tears that cease not to plead.
And with it I suffer and lament
But this hurts far less than to hope
Though I know this is not what you meant
And who you are you can't forgo
So I cannot but let you go.