84.

A Final Request


Lying in wait for soft secret shadow
Hoping that one day my true prince will come
Straight to my arms and heart like an arrow
Darting like thunder from Cupid’s pure bow

Screaming in anguish and hope everlasting
Laughing and crying in death undeparting
Waiting for someone to capture my heart
To take it and keep it and tear it apart

For someone to take me and rip me in two
That is the moment I’m hoping to know
Before I run soft blade through cruel stony wrist
I’m praying for someone to open my chest