I lay silently, words swarm my head but I have no voice to talk with. I was lost in the land of my head. My head. The head that stopped my only chance of love. It broke me. And that is how I am here. Im lying against the sterile sheets, that burden me with life. They are the things that stop me from death the ones stopping me from starting anew. The ones where I was forced back in consciousness. I didn't ask for this and I didn't want this. But it turns out someone cares, someone wants me to live. I thought I was a burden to her. I thought I was a burden. If I was gone she would improve, move on and find someone she deserves. Not me. I was and still am useless. I am a pathetic excuse for a human I shouldn't make others suffer. I needed this, for her and myself. But she didn't care for me the way I wanted, we were best friends nothing more. But she was there for me. She was the only reason I trued to get up every morning. She was the only thing that kept me alive.

But then she left, she took half my heart with her. She tore me apart. She was torn away, and I gave in to my demons. When she heard she started to fight them and ran back to me. I had lost my hope and the demons took the chance. They created war inside my body. It became to much. So I resorted to my last resort. I found it. I pulled it along the old scars, creating streams of crimson beauty. I was at peace. But she arrived and she saw what was done. The last thing I saw was her beautiful face dripping with tears of inner agony.

I woke up with her head resting on the sheets, tears still apart against the white. She had saved me from myself. Kept the demons from capturing me. She gave me my life's muse back.

Weeks passed and everyday she returned, new stories and new tears. But that wasn't the thing that bothered me the most. Everyday something new appeared black and blue against her pale skin. 

They had gotten her as well. I would ask and she would say it was nothing. I stopped insisting, for I knew it was them and I had to make them pay when I could. The blotches of pain spread across her body, sending pain through her. I could see the pain. But I couldn't do anything. It grew worse.

And it was getting too much for her to handle. The day came when she broke down. She came to my room and she collapsed against me. I had ran to her when I saw the tears staining her cheeks. I felt her pain. I waited until her tears stopped and picked her up placing her back down against my sheets, shielding her from the outside world. Giving her a little haven.