Hearts
As cold as sleet
Beating frigidly
Within a desolated cavity
A wasteland of remembrance
Teetering on madness
Echoes thoughts of insanity
Where words
Vitriolic at best
Cuts deep
Beneath the soul
A place
Where beauty once lived
Lay ugly and abandoned
And as winter creep
Through cracks long forgotten
Love
Lie trampled in the madness