Heartless Woman.

by nmdoza   Jun 18, 2010


I'm a heartless woman made of stone.
I sneak up behind you and extend a chill that freezes your soul.
The cold air grabs you and releases the vile,
Of poisonous toxins that collides with your veins.
It kills all your thoughts and replaces it with lies.
Misleads you into my deceiving games of the mind.
Like a gargoyle you're a statue, standing tall until I arrive.
Making assumptions of control and power that I hide.
And with no effort I'm the vulture and you're the pathetic prey.
I take what you have, and feed from your fearful doubt.
Until you give in whispering a prayer, refusing to let out a shout.
Like a gargoyle, I'm a monster nailing you to the ledge.
You cannot leave, you're confined to bars made of lead.
No chains around your ankles, but you choose to stay behind.
Doing as you're told, hoping I'll soon have a heart.
But with no compassion , my words whip you with sharp throbbing wounds.
Burns that you tolerate fires and heats you with rising flames.
It damages the nerves, but no smoky ashes will appear.
Instead the scars stains you with grim black ink,
That darkens the cuts that wont seem to cleanse.
There's a hole in your head that I drilled in with force.
I've gotten so deep, your sanity withholds and won't dig me out.
I remain in your head, your dreams and your hate.
You attempt to throw out my memory but instead recollects.
My image reappears and tugs on you slightly.
And in no time, you're my slave of filth and grime.
My commands they tear you, my demands they do scare.
I'm cruel and it stings. It's like pricks on your thighs,
With needles on your sides. It goes in deep with red dripping thin.
And they twist you like vines and pulls knots on your skin.
Flesh is scraped off from the long nails of my hands.
Toenails infected from the kicks that I swing,
When I hit you so hard and your heart escapes to the ground.
I'm not a keeper but you keep me in bound.
Until by a river you pick up the fallen beats that ripple the water,
With unfitted pieces of stones that grow cold and heavy,
From the heartless woman who hollowed your heart.

- nmdoza.

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  • 14 years ago

    by nmdoza

    Thanks so much. This is one of my favorites, so I'm glad you liked it. (:

  • 14 years ago

    by Shirani Graham

    This expression i read with interest... looking for more from your end.

    shirani