Your Heart

I lived on piercing air, with each breath

forcing itself into my lungs

 I was a slave to life, being held captive

 in my own mind until I met you.

You released me from this mortal mesh,

you taught me how to swim in this sea of sadness.

 For this, I can promise you one thing,

despite how many times I’ve lost my sanity

and lost my ways

I promise

I will never lose

your heart.

Can I try?

Each slow, shallow breath I take

Sends me closer towards my fate.

My mind races with my heart, and fails to refrain

From creating a never ending cycle of lustful pain.

I clench this knife with an ambivalent grasp,

Letting it carve into my flesh as I let out a silent gasp.

Desperate for comfort, the silence feigns screams

As the blade reassures me this in not a dream.

I give into each corrupt desire,

I give into my every failure.

Am I dead or alive?

Am I reality deprived?

Can I feel? Can I cry?

Can I simply try?