Their Hearts Beat

Tear away a piece of cloth from my body exposing me.
Tear away a hair from my head and watch the root shaft pull it to the ground.
Try to knock me down … again.

Throw things at me.
Words too.

Their hearts beat.

Drive a stake through my heart,
If you can find it amongst the remnants you left.

Call me names.
Tell horrible dirty rotten stories riddled with lies.

Their hearts beat.

Does it give you peace to give me pain?

I walk away slowly over the course of time,
Continuously glancing over my shoulder,
Watching for the final shot that will leave me cold.

Unlike you I feel,
I am real,
I am warm,
I am loved.

Their hearts beat.

Will your relentless anger ever subside?

Pieces of me were given to you.
You tossed them aside,
Stepped on them,
Killed them.

I will not hide so hold my head high and press on.
I must.

Their hearts beat.

The wind at my back,
The sun in my face,
Love in my heart and a smile.

You frighten me for you are soulless.

You are dark.
Cold.
Empty.

May the light we created together shine through your darkness.

Their hearts beat.

September 26, 2008