And you write it all down

Because

You cannot tear it out of your skin.

Looking to the heavens,

Waiting to hear the Angels sing.

Hemorrhaging.

Hurling yourself to the ground.

Trying to keep your eyes open as you sleep,

But your mind keeps seeing the memories every time

You

Blink.

Your head left your heart for dead

While you were

Dancing with devils in the dark.

Bargaining and begging

With yourself for love.

Feeling like you are going to pieces,

Falling apart.

You think you would do anything to empty your heart.

But you won’t.

You know you wouldn’t.