The devil’s work

I can tell by the look in your eyes,
That this is now the end.
I can tell by the sound of your cries,
That your heart will never mend.

I can see suffering and hurt,
Written all over your face.
I can tell you're on high alert,
And your thoughts you can’t erase.

I look at your fragile arms,
They spread out for an embrace.
I don’t mean to make you alarmed,
But i’m closed off like the Pearly gates.

I look at your bleeding cracked lips, 
And see a scowl that’s permanently etched.
The rejection causes your heart to rip,
And now you classify me as a wretch.

But what you don’t know is that I too,
Have the pain and wounds to show.
I feel every single thing you do,
And my mind is about to explode.

Im sorry to put your love on hold,
But with double the pain comes grief.
You see, my troubled soul was sold,
To a red faced villainous thief.

I hope to get that part of me back,
But It will take a lot of strength.
Right now my life is coloured black,
And very short lived when it comes to length.

I will never be able to help you,
When I can’t even do it for myself.
i have a lot I need to do,
before I can love someone else.