Heartless Poem by Crimson Love

Cold embraced,
Numbness pricks through my veins,
my body lies,
within such sleeping mortality,
the eternal slumber,
I so longed for,
hath finally touched me,
upon bosom,
bones do rest,
colder than I could ever be,
this hand is shoved within me.

A silent gasp,
as the touch grasps my heart,
Bones remove,
what doesn't move,
I stare blankly,
as I laugh at the thought of a heart.....
can the heartless, really bleed?