I would walk a million miles over broken glass
Just to see you for a second.
I cannot promise you forever
Hell, I cannot promise you that I will be alive next Tuesday.
But I can state you are all that is my rusting heart.
I do not smile without you.
The color drains in your absence
Like blood spinning counter clockwise down the drain.
I no longer feel pain,
I no longer feel joy.
Abandoned, scarred and alone.
I lie in the dark,