rawrrrrr....

Look at the cavity were my heart should be.

Can you see the fluid ooze from the wound?

The crimson liquid dripping from my pain,

The nothingness behind my eyes?

No spark, not flare, just nothing.

The pain burning a hole throught my tattered soul.

No Heart to love,

No heart to hate,

Just a hollow shell of a body,

What's left of my heart, broken, battered.

Why must you rub salt in my would?

You can't make the fire burn my body,

Can't you see that now?