Swords Through My Heart

She drove a sword through my heart, the more I cry the deeper and deeper she pushes, with a grin but yet sorrowful look onto her face. I shout to her stop!, but it was like calling out to a fed, she just keeps on pushing with a murderous rage, I feel my face to wipe away the bloody river of tears I feel running down my face, but there was no tears it was just a illusion of tears, so I crab the sword to see if it too was an illusion, but it was very much real as for as I could tell!

I try to pull the sword out with my almost lifeless hands, but it was as if she has chained it in, I have tried and tried but it wouldn’t even shake, with no strength left I stop trying.

Then she slowly push another sword in, I could feel as the blade tears though my flesh, like a hot knife through butter, but still she slowly push as if to slowly seals my faith. With the brutal pain I felt in my heart I died, so I thought.

I woke up with a fright in my bed, I crab my chest to see if the swords were there, but no swords just a dream I said to myself, with a feeling of relief.
I got out of bed to wash my face, at that same time I remember that my one true love was gone, and then I left this strange pain in my hear, its was like the swords from my dream were being driven back into my heart, then I realize that the dream I had of a woman driving swords through my heart and the pain I   felt was just like the pain I feel and live with since the day my love left me, and I live with the constant pain of two swords chained in my heart•