For You, I Give

For you, I give my organs. You get the parts of me with the most feeling, the most pain, and the most hurt.
I give you my soul so you can watch it be ripped from my body and dropped to the floor and stepped on repeatedly.
I give you my heart as a token of my love for you so you can rip it up and throw it on the floor to show me how much I meant to you.
For you I give my organs. I give my heart. I give the very thing that I need to stay alive.
My throat is yours. The thing that holds my voice. What I need to speak and what gives me a voice in the world. It is yours to keep so you can remember my voice but forget my words.
I give you my toes to walk in my shoes. To feel my pain for a day and know what it’s like to walk one billion miles every day only to open your eyes and realize that you've only walked ten steps.
For you, I give my eyes to see what I see and to feel what I feel.
For you, I give you my brain to think how I think and to live one day in the mind of someone who is trapped, someone who cannot escape the deep, deep whole they have driven themselves into.
For you, I give my organs.