Withering petals of my hurting heart

Broken

We break and break again

Like a child playing with Lego pieces

Our sculptor is working hard to rein

The pain flowing from our edges

A different type of chill surrounds me

As I sometimes sit and think

How much more can this poor soul take

The slashes of our unrepentant sins

I hear the sound of my faint heartbeats

Resonating the misery of my deeds

Is this the end of my reign?

Don't I get a goodbye before I leave

I bring my knees closer

As the hole in my chest bleeds

Man, I look so irresistible and pretty

Laying there shattered and in heaps

A melancholic lullaby echoes

Within and around me

My parched throat

Trying its best to add on to the scene

Can you visualize it?

How I sit there drowning in my agony

How the light slowly fades away from my sunken eyes

How the color drains away from my pale cheeks

How my body rots away and my soul flutters free.