Ok, if you are reading this, I've obviously published this. I debated not sharing. I'm unsure if I'm pleased with this or not.
I took the concept to paper (pictured), of a "marionette heart" that has sustained heartache, suffering, and beatings (figuratively). The idea of the picture was thought up to be a tattoo (not on me of course, I have no pain tolerance).
The idea of the poem is a short "play" for a lack of better words. Produced to share the heartache and end it.
I picture my heart being ripped out and being dangled in my face to watch die (even though I would already by dead). But again, figuratively.
I might change, alter or even delete this, so tell me what you think... Thanks...