When the Beat is Put Out.

I have thought about going,
Putting an end to it all,
And leaving you behind.
Silencing my sorrows,
Letting my fears go far away,
And showing you what alone really is.
But in my heart,
I know you would not survive.
The constant sound of only your beating heart,
Would kill you.
Like you in the end killed me.
And that is something I could not do,
So I stay, and listen to that beat.
Waiting for it to run out,
And the only thing that keeps me listening.
Is when that beat is put out.