Black Heart 🖤

The depth of the heart can never be seen

As this unprecedented abstract is unique

It drowns everything that comes close to it

For its depth is deeper than can ever be seen

It contains all the pleasure of the world and more

All the joy, all the fun, all the sea and shore

Yet it never seems to be full ever

There's always room for some more of each

Yet it has a box that is dark and hot

That can burn the surface of the one abode

It gets bigger with time and the things we face

And has toxic power to disturb the peace

What has been hidden in the dark box

Never seen before, is unorthodox

We ourselves fear its hidden power

Like oxen destroying everything they reach

When I opened the box, I saw something wild

Whose enchantment cannot be called as mild

It had power to suck my entire life

Like dirty blood is being sucked by leech

It had not be seen for the first time

It was bitterness and some past crime

I had no clue that they lingered on

Like a rotten body getting dragged by feet

It fed off emotions of the host's mind

Sucked the ugliest of the man's past behind

Seems impossible to overcome its dark trap

Something so out of the man's reach

But I found a way to suppress its hate

No magic no voodoo, with just the fate

All I had to do was to cut supply

Of the food it so pleasantly had to eat

For its food was despair of the ugly past

And its volume in us is quite vast

I let go of the pain that lingered around

And found peace in me like a calm sea

All the pain we keep of our past about

All regrets, all the things that never came out

But to focus on the future is what carries us

So the shackles of the past are gonna get beat

Sure the past has some of the most beautiful times

And some hideous things that aren't worth a dime

But the past is past, can never be changed

Accepting it provides the true inner peace