Heart attack heart

vagabondprophet:

I woke up clutching my chest
Doc says my heart was attacked
I don’t know what it’ll gain
But I’ll try to reenact

You caught me accidentally
Like a fatal ricochet
You smiled like I’d never seen
In a private display

How can I describe you
Far too many a detail
If the Devil’s in just one
Well I’ll surely derail.

I’ll try to do you justice
With the passion you’ve installed
You dropped it walking by
And into me it crawled

My god you hurt so bad
My gut twists and wrenches
Feeling you creep inside
With vicious gripping clenches

I’d drink all the poison
That you’re recommending
So that you’d call me yours
Even if you’re pretending

You’re by far my favourite cancer
My heart is yours to attack
I’m terminal you know
My heart is yours to attack