Autumn Clair's Journal #3 (Poetry)

I feel as if destruction is now occupying my heart
An unknown sword just slashing away my happiness
Why is this happening?
I can't figure it out..
Its tactics are too fast for me,
Or am I just too slow?
I'm being destroyed and parted from my heart to brain
It's such a painful process, cutting yourself off from your main source.

In my case,
My heart.
Specially when you're doing it so unwillingly.
This world is so cruel.
I feel so divided,
Between my pride and my spine,
Hopefully this will pass soon because this wound,

It won't heal as well as all the others.
I don't understand what or why..
But I hope this will pass soon,
Because my world is now starting to cry
These old walls are now rebuilding,
Helping me hide.
I'm keeping my distance,
Maybe..
Just for a little while.