Jester Of Hearts

My Heart is quite a fool… She is a continuous embarrassment of mine…

Although, she is quite punctual and hurts me all the time…

For over three decades she has deceived and mislead…

And a

All that I hear are hurtful laughs from my head…

“HA!

As if!”

“HA!

Get a grip!”

No need of convincing, I am a fool from tip to tip…

A toy amongst the tongues of silver and gold…

Never have I imagined hearts of ice could be this cold….

My heart hates me and I do not possess a single doubt…

Still, she remains a part of me that I just can not live with out…

Unwillingly, a Jester is what I shall remain…… She chose to stay with you; she is something only you contain. -Madamchryzl-

The Dark Side of Me can calculate and perpetrate…

Inspiration from in which the shadows stipulate…

With primordial instincts she listens well..

Her smile will delude, not a single denizen could tell…

Softly spoken screams inch their way in…

Unpredictable palpable darkness by days end…

O The Dark Side ofMe…

Shakespeare wrote of baited breath as if he knew my love would be my death…

No glee or smile is true since you have left…

Not a tear has been spared. Not a word of honesty has been shared…I’m so uncertain and so very scared…

I mourn you day in and day out…

I am the only company Misery and Darkness will allow…

Broken and Sharp are my pieces; all scattered…

A ghostly mirror gravely fragmented; all shattered…

O Shakespeare, your tales of love and tragedy seems to by only life’s strategy…

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