Pulse

I don't want love,
love has left me scarred.
My only desire is to feel alive;

To briefly escape the darkness
that inhabits this empty abyss
where my heart used to reside.

Ragged breath echoing in my ears,
salt-stained skin beneath my lips,
fingertips burning fire within my veins.

No, I don't want love,
I will leave that for the fools.

- K.L. Dubay