When no longer..

Only these eyes can see in the dark. Where everything is still and quiet that even we fear to speak. But the shadows still play with rays of light that escaped from under, making it a little less scary. In the deepest dark, something beats in a slow unforgetable rhythm. What could it be? Coming from deepest darkest parts of this place. Up above, or down under, to the right, left? Sound that fills this void, but where is it coming from? 
Arms reach to get something from out of under. Hidden in the ashes, only these eyes could find. Oh, my heart. Would you accept it in this state that it is? All dark and burned out, but into ashes you can see some tiny parts of it beating, still pure, still alive and strugling. That is all I can offer, all the beautiful parts are gone.
Although, sometimes darkness can be the most beautiful thing in this world. So if even shadows can learn to dance with light, would you dare to take care of my heart?