The Spear

Felt it spread from my chest
Deep and slow
It burnt bright and hot
With a soft heart aching glow

Felt the shivers down my spine
Cold and trembling
No longer walking straight
Falling about and stumbling

Felt it consume my mind
It confused me so
It teased and laughed
And refused to let go

Felt it suddenly stop
It all became clear
Like someone was piercing
My heart with spear

Felt it all the way down
As it shattered my core
Yet it was surprisingly blissful
Not painful, not sore

Felt it lift the haze from my eyes
And I could clearly see
That the spear that pierced my heart
Was a feeling for him from me

 

– Wisaal