deep dark corners of the mind in question.

there's a hole in my heart
and a bottle of blues.
I hear songs in the back
and tapping of shoes.
I fall deep in the dark
but I float in the air.
there are demons inside
and they dance and they play.
I saw you and stopped
'what are you doing in here?'
I wondered in awe
as I opened my beer.
'would you care for a drink?'
I handed a glass..
or a knife... let me think,
Heaven is covered in grass.
I ripped out my heart:
'Here, have this right now, 
I don't need it.' then you smiled.
'I'll bleed it all out, I don't mind.
Give me patience and love so I find
the truth or some meaning
or maybe just a feeling.'

V.