Elective Surgery

Today I cut my heart out
and threw it into a swamp
as I watched it slowly sink
I felt the cold chill of malice
sweep into my soul

No need to sew the wound
it doesn't bleed
it's just a hole
where memories turn to dust
and resentments gather

What was the point I thought
of unconditional love
in a conditional world
better to just go through the motions
then to let a drowning flood of emotion
go through me