Unseen and uncounted, did I sat and look around –pathetic girl– the only sound heard the gentle move of me easing myself out your lucky hand.
Shadows casting by the thin rays of moonlight, the gaps in your heart. Gnarled fingers wagging at me when my carved feelings fight and perform their macabre dance.
Sighs. And then I'm just breathing again, trapped in bornout faces, lost in wrong places, with just a superboy in my chest.
Managed to force my way out, doors locked, lights and eyes shut, just you testing my sour mouth, before my heart is done.