Her Heart…Grieves

“Sometimes the sun shines cold
The road is lonely as I walk alone
In the sky the clouds are racing fast
It’s becoming so cold outside

Time has come, time has come

All we need is faith

Thy Will Be Done
All we need is faith

Thy Will Be Done
Faith is all we need

I know you’re good
But this don’t feel good right now
And I know you think
Of things I could never think about
It’s hard to count it all joy
Distracted by the noise
Just trying to make sense
Of all your promises
Sometimes I gotta stop
Remember that you’re God
And I am not
So

Keep my heart wrapped in chains

Cry in the rain

I don’t need it anyway

Release the pain

I’m just gonna need a name

Cry in the rain

Anything left you can take

Release the pain

As I stand in the rain of this cold day
Tears are the words when I cannot confess the pain
Time will heal
But I don’t want to feel

All we need is faith

Thy Will Be Done
All we need is faith

Thy Will Be Done
Faith is all we need

We are one breath apart, my love
And I’ll be holding it in ’til we’re together
Hear me call your name
Just speak, speak to me, speak to me, speak

Cry now and let it go
Cry now
Cry now and let it go
Cry now
Cry now and let it go
Cry now
Cry now”
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Grieve
Created by using lyrics from the songs below, I don’t own any of the words:

Her Heart

KK Feral hearts

I recently heard Kerli’s new creation, Feral Hearts, and the song…is…amazing.  Kerli has created a wonderfully beautiful and emotional song that the word Love can’t describe how much I feel for it.

It evoked the emotion deep inside and of course, the Queen of Hearts soaked in the emotions and capitalized on what lay deep inside me and introduced me to a new character spirit after Muse had me dancing in my room at midnight.

It inspired this piece below, I hope you enjoy.

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The magic of their deaths flowed through her shaky hands into her unwilling body. The power cascaded with her own family magic, she had never felt anything like it. This is what others fought against her and family to acquire. This power she was sure, she was positive, would never fade or be taken away.

She was sure, she was positive that she would not be responsible for the way some of her family lay surrounding her with empty cold eyes. But here she was. Tears fell from her once happy eyes. She raised her head to the night sky and bellowed.

She never felt so powerful and dead at the same time. Her heart squeezed painfully inside her chest. Her stomach clenched and her mouth watered. She felt like she had to puke but she swallowed it back. She couldn’t risk compromising the sacred ground.

She rested her hand on her forehead and squeezed her temples.  She couldn’t believe she had to do this. The crushing guilt of having to be death’s dealer sent more tears. She placed down the bloody sword atop the carefully picked leaves from the forest before her.

She could still hear their screams of punishment and castigation through her ears. They judged so harshly. They turned their backs to her when already she felt like she was drowning.

She shook her head still in disbelief. She did not want this power. So she was giving it back. All of it.

She placed the final rose quartz candle around the leaves and the blade. She placed a couple drops of her blood on the candle and a piece of her dark hair that rested on the leaves. By just a thought, a flame appeared on the tip of her finger.

Without another thought, she lit the final candle.

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