A victorious smile is shining on his shattered face, he knows it, every part of his body knows, deep down to the dying core he knows it is a lie…

A victorious smile is shining on his shattered face, only to be split in half by the only honest tear taking its way down away from the dishonest entity that he is…

He knows he has lost it all… but still he pretends not to see the wreckage he left behind, the wreckage that once was his heart… the wreckage that once was a life or a shape of a life form… he was stripped down to the animal carcass he came from, nothing is covering his screaming shame but a pale cloth of a human skin, a skin that once had lots more within…

But still he stands, proving he’s not just another four-legged monster, proving that there’s more in him than the pre-packed flesh that comes with every newborn, he holds tight to the faintest strings of dignity he got from his human mother, and to the recycled pride he got from his human father… You can see it through his grey eyes… it was there… when they all were where they should’ve been… when they all were what they should’ve been… but now…

all I see is a gleam sucked back in… a black hole… a broken lie of a victorious hero… and a pride of a defective heart…

H.Q.
17:39
6th June, 2010