If she's not worth the blood,
then why bleed?
stop cutting your wrist
because of a love that wasn't even true.

there is a darkness in us all
unseen behind our eyes

silent as a shadow falls
ancient as the sky

and though we shroud our souls in light
and hide behind the flames

sometimes
softly
in the night

the darkness calls our name

Usually their affection
Expires on Feb 15th

Never mine