Crying from the Theatrical Heart

It tasted like gravel
Ground between my teeth
The pain merely a distraction
From the thing hurting me most

It felt like a knife through my chest
Aimed for my heart
But hitting my lungs
Making it hard to breath sometimes

It smells like smoke
And I can feel the heat 
Coming from the words
That fly from your mouths

I see your minds
Working like machines
Not realizing you are humans
And that we all do things differently

You see me
And see the opposite of me
Looking for reasons
To convict my actions

You want reasons to pick me apart
And show that I can’t love
You want to rip it
Straight from my chest

So you aimed for my heart
And hit my lungs
But I don't blame you
Because I don't even have my heart

My heart was traded for someone else's

Can’t you see
That when you aim for my heart
You’re only putting me in pain
And her heart at risk

And that is unacceptable
You can stab me a thousand times
But I won’t let you stab this heart that isn’t mine
And you can’t make me give it back

Your heat filled
Dagger shaped words
Cannot dent the heart
And all your doing is causing me pain

Fun fact
Pain is progress
And soon the pain will be easy to deal with
And so I am warning you

That my words can be hotter
And sharper than you’re thinking

Because your machine minds
Can’t see the pain you're causing
And so I will have to make you feel the pain of regret
Because you are doing something wrong

This is an empty threat
Coming from my invincible heart