my vampire heart

this knotted heart

needs to be healed

i work to unravel it

bit by bit

the twists and turns

smears of blood

untangling the pain

is a delicate endeavour

you could burst a vein

pinch off an artery

i sit and hold it

gingerly in my hands

too scared to touch it

too scared to try

its beats soft and slow

a low thudding pulse

this ruined mass of flesh and fluids

is not my making

but it can only be mended

by my own hands