Soul Retrieval

Yesterday, or was it a thousand years ago
I had my chest cut open wide
and heart withdrawn to show
the violent throbbing masses.

Heart was gone-- a trophe left for pride
and in the instant of the tearing open
I was gone.

retreated in shell of hardened hatred deep inside
only to repeat the dance through time.

Years passed in different time and space
upon a tree the sacrifice replaced
the hatred with a love so deep

I gave it all for all
and had no chance to weep

I felt the separation
felt the pain
and felt the strife

How could I love until I met
the murderer and found the life
when it was I
who drove the nails
and held the torturous knife?