*** You.

The fake smiles,
the unbearable truth,
the crying that makes it hurt less,
the knife that wakes you up.

It’s your heart i hold in my hand,
it’s obliterated if i want it to be so,
it’s uncontrollable.

The Hidden Meaning,
Cut it open and free the message,
Let it breathe,
Let it walk,
It has something to say to its saviour,
Fuck You.