Stop tugging
At my heartstrings
Stop making me
Feel these things

My heart is bleeding
Tangled in a web
My own decisions
Carefully locked into position

Calloused hands gripping tight
Grabbing hold with all their might
Of this fragile appendage
Well aware of the damage

The stained sacrifice
Clutched raw in closed fists
Spilling out ribbons of red
No end to the bloodshed

Caught in their trap
The strings swiftly snap.