If it tore,

My life would tear too,

If it broke,

There would be nothing left to do,

It’s a drum set,

Life banging a musical tempo,

Steady or spiked,

Depending on mood flow,

My heart can ache,

But it’s not a good sign,

It can ooze with anguish,

But it’s not too divine,

Moves blue to my veins,

And sweeps out trash, waste,

Vital to my life,

My inner body embraces,

I can’t give you my heart,

For I’d be no longer,

I wouldn’t bleed,

With you I wouldn’t wander.