I HAD LOST MY HEART DECADES AGO
TO A BOY WITH SLENDER FINGERS
MADE TO CHOKE MY NECK
AND BURN MY SKIN
BRUISED KNUCKLES MADE ART ON MY HANDS
OR SO HE SAID
BUT I DON'T THINK ART WAS SUPPOSED TO HURT LIKE THAT

I HAD LOST MY LUNGS IN A HAZE OF SMOKE AND LUST
HE TOOK MY BREATH AWAY
AND NEVER BOTHERED TO GIVE IT BACK

I'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR YEARS
ONLY TO BECOME ACQUAINTED WITH LOST GIRLS
MADE BY TOXIC LOVE AND BROKEN BONES

BUT I NEVER DID FIND MYSELF