My heart

Take the heart out
Beat it with a stick
Incase it in a jar
Do with it as you please
Just dont hold it in front of me
Dont allow me to see what it was I once had
I cant watch you as you squeeze out all the blood
Only tears will come
I try to hide the pain
I try to bear the suffering
As have others done before
But the only hatred I can chant
Is the curse that for which you have done to me
Be done to you everyday
I can only lie here on the floor
Asking myself, is this what Jesus felt?
But only I know the truth
Only tears will come.