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I was lost; a girl


I was lost; a girl with no hope I couldn't find the right path to follow They attacked me and ripped me a part The sickness tore through me and stilled my once beating heart For far too long I just tried to stay numb And ignore the pain I felt when the flesh touched my tongue He held a gun to my head and said "the dead must die" But you looked into my eyes and saw there was life still inside You stepped closer and took ahold of my hand And to my surprise; my heart beat again You pulled me close and looked into my eyes With each beat of my heart I felt more alive I didn't understand how to deal I had been dead for so long, I'd forgotten how to feel I began to cry; remembering the monster I had become But you wiped my tears away, whispering "the monster is gone" I felt the beat of your heart, the heat of your breath And for the first time I didn't feel the hunger of death As love ran through me, untamed and set free I looked into your eyes and saw your love for me It was quicker than the venom, more painful than the bite A flash from the barrel; a bullet took flight I fall to the ground; still wrapped in your arms The love in your eyes has turned to alarm The darkness creeps closer; slowly taking control I close my eyes, not wanting to let go I hear your fading voice whispering to me "I love you too much. I won't let you leave" The dark took over; I could hear no more I awoke in a bed; my back feeling sore I saw you asleep in the chair at my side Your cheeks still stained from the tears you cried. I sat on your lap, and snuggled up close I whispered softly "you keep me alive when I've lost all hope." Our hearts beat in rhythm as I drift of to sleep No sickness, no monster; just the love that makes us complete.
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