NaPoWriMo Day 14 : Oops, My bad

Heart:

I am a heart within a girl whose being is beneath obsidian

Constantly strangled by the thought of emotions

A virgin no longer for this heart has loved before

The mind has always been my nemesis since genesis,

It creates thoughts of falsehood against me.

Mind:

I am the mind within the girl whose thoughts are above oblivion

In constant control of self, soul and matter

A devil no longer for I create the façade she has built up

The tongue feels the need to be the lawyer as to when the Heart sues me.

Everything old appears to be new

My heart and mind offer me pain in order to awaken me.

They sell the night to me and climb into my night struck eyes, searching for emotions before my being is yet to know of them.

Fake messiahs who seem to be at war every time my body witnesses a feeling from a distance.

“To feel” said The Heart

Or “not to feel” said The Mind

That is the question.

I am tired of questions.

Please, No more.