a heart shaped locket lies motionless on my nightstand,
what remains of my shattered mind is all but forgotten,
my broken down body shows signs of trauma,
just a heart shaped locket with two flowers enclosed,
a single rose with an old-scented tulip,
wrapped around it\'s fragile stem,
if you find my body,
my cause of death was heartbreak,
when I see her face,
my mind becomes euphoric,
and in a metaphorical sense she has a heart of gold,
an angelic piece of perfect,
that even when I\'m old,
I\'ll still love,
because I refuse to ever let go,
my fragile heart is racing,
the same location and pacing,
that I found myself in quite a while ago,
the same engraving on the walls,
but now a new message:
\"don\'t stop now or you\'ll end up dead,\"
a threat in/of itself, but upon further inspection,
it was written by me,
to teach myself a lesson,
and behind the flora\'s aura,
inside the heart shaped locket,
a gun with the message,
\"pick it up now and just cock it.\"