Forget

If I could feel for you
I would.
Don't you know that?
If I could spare a heartbeat for you
I would.
Don't you know that?

If your eyes weren't sad and red.
If your lips weren't bruised and bled.
If your face weren't flushed and torn.
If your neck were not adorned
By bruises not of my creation.

If I could feel your pulse
I would.
Don't you know that?
If I could choke you with my hands
I would.
Don't you forget that.

If I could spare a moment of my time
To glance at your pale body in that stupid fucking box
I wouldn't.
Don't you fucking forget that.