If you chase the shadows,
Into the dark corners of your mind,
You’ll be sure to find me there.
If I manage to look at you,
You will see my damaged soul,
Through lifeless, empty eyes-
So empty that not even my pain lingers in them.

If you hold me,
You will feel my broken heart-
So broken that it has given up the effort to beat.

If I am able to speak,
You will hear the weakness in my voice,
But you will have to listen carefully-
After screaming your name for endless days,
My voice has faded,
And I have forgotten other words.

If you take a look at my ragged face,
You will see how you have hurt me,
For I have shed all my tears for you-
So many tears that my body is too dry to sweat.

Though I can no longer recall the taste of food,
Nor the sound of water,
And have been sent alone into the dark,
I am somehow still alive.
And though it’s not much,
From what’s left of me,
I am willing to start again.
A little broken, a little scared,
But willing.