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Each person has a peice of my heart
Do with it as you will...but don't hurt it
I look upon your smiling faces, gentle words play on my lips
But yet, darkness overcomes and they are once more lost.
Father, what have you done to me?
To make an already fragile child break? I alone can't pick up the peices.
They are but scattered, to friends, to lovers.
How can I repair myself?
Only three emotions remain-let me speak them:

Love

Kindness

Anger

One hides, one waits to be released, one is already released and can't be restrained.
Can you tell, which one it is? It's obvious.
These words only spill from my lips with no pattern.
Tis no poem, just words from thy heart.
I mean no harm, I try not to.
I only want happiness...but now I can't offer that.
What sheilds me? What keeps me from reaching out?
I have no answers..so I am but alone once more.
I put no blame on anyone, though Father, you had your part
Farewell...friends...lovers..be well in health, in heart.
As off now, tell me how you feel- tell me what to do.
I can't handle pain as I once thought I did..

I loved you all.