Fingers to lips

still alive but barely breathing

black roses strewn over my heart

songs drip with broken promises

falling to pieces

dead after dead

heart broken after being broken, breaks again a little more

No: band aids will not do

You took my love from me, and my identity with you

Vultures circle my broken heart

Every flash of light I reject

This gloom is at least a part of you I don’t want to lose