Tomorrow

She's not what you think

Her heart hurts when she's alone

and she releases this pain

with pain

She scrapes the blade across her arm

and the tears pour from my eyes

I want to hold her and tell her it doesn't have to be this way

instead I meditate above her watching her bleed

her body relaxes after the 7th cut

the emotional pain has been released

she seems blissful

and my chest burns

how could I have let her down

let her feel so alone

I am so ashamed

She holds a place in my heart 

that no one else can hold

so unique and full of life

it hurts that I can't help her fight this

it hurts that she hurts so deep

I wipe the blood from her arm

she's asleep now

and all the pain has been drained from her

she'll feel better tomorrow

and tomorrow I'll try again