So I found myself
Gradually climbing the ladder of emotions.
Higher and higher, till the birds fly past my ears.
Till I no longer feel pain or joy.

Call me a living dead
Or a walking corpse.
Doesn't change the fact, you're the source.
A lamb I was till you came my way.
Now an angry Lion with scores to settle.
Settle I did. Settling I still am
Cause like Hades, the void never fills.

Love is a myth. No it doesn't exist.
Heart of stone was a story.
Now, heart of stone is my story.

©David Udorah
December 31st, 2017