Is this prepared to sprout a heartbeat?

what you need is what you have

what you see is what you eat

what you drink is what you breathe

but loathe, loathe till you choke.

broken teeth, lopsided smile

sucked through a black hole (they called 'suicide')

hips were bleeding a risk

knuckles leading the fist

as she froze, she fell and she lost.

but named by lust itself

growing weirdly through this world

knocked out, bell rang, grubby knees

walk away, get your coat, grab your disease.

And leave. As she left, you leave.

skinny jeans painted on my legs

beneath a waistcoat black lace

leather tongue, millions of hands

shaking, caressing, down this yellow lights.

you should leave, by now.

time is running out, so slowly

memories are bites of something

something else i should've avoided.

Come on, leave, let me go,

let me drink here, alone

let me hold him once more,

let me dance on my own.

(But i do love you, still

but who am i talking to?

autumn leaf, pins my nose

i'm barefooted and i'm cold

my body aches, my ears are burnt

i'm speaking nonsense, the sound is gone

people need that comfort in their bones

taxi cab, can't feel a thing

from the hair down.

these words i don't own,

this taste on my throat

and i love you so,

but you are them all)