Incompatible is the heart

Emotions are filthy things

Vile they are,

Deception they create

within a sinner’s mind

strive, my fellows

create a form

where beauty lies only

in arts

in souls

in intelligence

but not in hearts

vanquish yourself

trample every bud

leave no trace

but ashen remains

to remind yourself

how futile they are

roar to your heart’s content

life, there could be none

with your heart intact

this is the last time it’ll revive

this is the last horcrux to remain

I swing my baton up

Up, there is no sun to block

Down, the shadow falls

Hair cover thee eyes

Sweaty bubbles drip down

Broken blood

Mix with the rain

They mix well

Unlike others

They, blood and water,

They mix well

#antoniostark #poetry