Pulls my beating heart out, rips it to shreds, then mends the pieces back together with fishing wire, and shoves in back into my wounded chest.
If it is pain which makes us who we are
does that make me more human after all.
My heart will soon be just a shell,
and my soul will dissolve into this air.
Take me from the face of this earth
for I have done nothing right since birth.
I always pick the wrong faces,
Do the wrong things in the wrong places.
Is it easier just to give up entirely
than to constantly fail disheartedly.
I took a leap of faith,
that sent me falling in disgrace.
It's always what I can't have that I want the most. Another challenge to provoke me, then when I find myself, stumbled and fallen, I cry because I failed so miserably. Someone please stop me before I fall again. Halt me before I let my emotions out of the cage in which I've held them locked away for all this time.
-Martini
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