My heart is an empty home

A beating pulse sought to free itself, once upon a time
Trapped within the overgrowth, bound in a dense vine
My heart is a jungle that covers the suns shine
The beat remains quaint and concealed inside.

“Loving you would make you love me less”
Wet eyes look deep into the lashing wildfire
“Tell me it isn’t true, or tell me to give it a rest”
Rings and weddings, burning shadows of my desires.

Grey black silhouettes dancing at midnight hours
Derelict castle halls and empty rooms looking dour
Reflections of a lively venue to host our binding vows
Ghostly laughter wakes me up as I dream in and out.

I tore away those thorny stems to release what I locked up
Like ripping chains with rusted links from a old door shut
Blood gushed like a flooded shore, bleeding more than I thought
I hold the prize in my hands, yet I still remain distraught.

It’s yours. How could I have been so wrong
With my head clouded deep in fog, I spoke
“I was a fool, and I hope you moved on”
It fades into putrid smoke, as I’m lost in my grim haunt.