devilish

emptiness captures my soul as the shivers of a relapse creep down my arms.

rebounding at my fingertips and slithering back towards my heart.

ice cold my fingers continue to write to you feeling the space of where yours

 fit perfectly, but you are not here.

Hero

I can't stand to see, 
The sadness in your walk, 
Or the hurt deep in your eyes. 

If I could make you happy, 
Just fly you away, 
But I am no hero. 

So I will just stand, 
Here by your side, 
And hold your hand. 

Listening to your fears, 
Drying all those tears, 
While whispering it'll be okay. 

If only I could, 
Mend that broken heart, 
I would just for you. 

Oh, what I'd give to be, 
A Hero for a day.