Slow Dancing .

If i could rip open my heart
and show your name
running through my arteries and veins
I would

If i could slit open my throat
and show your essence
passing through to my lungs - my breath
I would

If I could slash my body a thousand times
It still wouldn't compare to the pain I feel
when I see you hurting
when you hurt because of me.

If I gouged out my eyes
Id still see your heart
writhing in agony
bleeding disappointment.

Id hear it shrieking
in an excruciating limbo,
dancing a mad death
with my heart for company