Look for the words caught deep within my heart, lost among the forest of capillaries and love-notes;
Look for the lies stuck under my skin,tight against my chest, a pang with every heartbeat;
Look for the thoughts stuck deep underneath my fingernails, mixed with the dirt of the grave;
Look for the love within my soul, past the caverns of whispers with stalagmites hanging above;
Look for forgiveness within yourself, past the violent violet irises deep within your starlit thoughts;
Just please, I beg with all of my broken heart, lying in two on the surgery table, never stop looking.