Heart Strings of loves desire

Tangled with threads of wind

Shattered with waves that hammer my being

Hurt I am by what caused motion

Taken by the gusts that howl and blow

Like storms of rage ripping the night skies

They back away but not for long, 

Coming with more strength than before

Ripped of skin and flesh I feel no pain

Tears and emotions have abandoned me,

Pain itself has retrieved and fled 

What happens next is just as before,

More threads around me like webs of Recluse

Hammered I am with spears falling from the skies

Still outraged, they try and tourture 

But no sign of any scars,

Not even blood has escaped,

yet,

But soon I will shatter 

With multiple hits, 

After all,

I am human, with bones not steal 

But what could have saved me?

The tiny hope, or the side of nature I once was

Not fooled, they knew where to pierce next,

The hot thumping source of  blood that has not broke free 

My heart......