I'm Fine.

This poem is about one-sided love that is very hard on me.
I keep pretending I'm fine, while I'm actually broken.
The picture of a person with the "devil" represents me with my feelings for this person. 
My feelings ruin me, just like the devil does.

“It’s just a bruise.
I slipped and bumped my chest.
My heart’s fine.
Really, it is. I’m fine.”

I wish I had the courage to say to you,
That I’m not fine.
It’s going worse than ever,
Can’t you see?

I’m in chains.
Stuck in my head.
Drop of blood on the ground.
The devil there to drink it.

Hands wrapped up around my throat.
Looking for an escape.
But the hands are yours.
And I can’t let you go.

You are what I want.
Cause I know I will love you.
That’s why I can’t let you go.
You’re stuck in my mind.

I keep calling your name,
Until you hear that it’s me,
Who needs you.
You ask me: “What’s wrong?”

“I’m fine.
I’m telling you,
I’m fine.
Just a drop of blood.”

Why are you still here?
Get out of my head!
Get out!
What do you want from me?

Drag me through the mud.
I’ll be fine right?
Like I always am.
Just a drop of blood.

Maybe it’s just easier to pretend everything’s fine,
Rather than admit my hearts a little torn,
From losing something I didn’t even have.