Detachment

the scalpel separates my heart from my chest
the surgeon pulls it out through a hole cut in my breast
but i don't bleed
and i won't cry
i'll look death in the face
but i won't die

my lungs deflate
i can breath for once
but my soul i can tell is what the reaper hunts
but i won't let him
and no matter how hard he tries
i'll stare death down
i'll refuse to die

i'll wake up then
in a hospital room
and read the words traced on my arm
by a delicate blade that did no harm
it says 'love hurts
love bleeds
love seeks out lovers
they're what it needs'
i'll clench my fist
and groan in pain
as my stomach is gripped by pain again

'love hurts
love bleeds
lovers might hurt
they might bleed
but still they need
a hand to squeeze during darkest night
someone to tell them they'll be alright
and show them that the morning light
will come with time
it will come with time'