life.

TW. (Trigger warning) I'm tired, so, i whailed. but that didn't cease to pain- -my dull heart, that once lived, but now it has been nothing but a shield. a shield that has began shattering over time and that hurts to have it's pieces picked up in grime. so please, abandon me now, you can't have this burden on your run. or don't. nobody cares. care for me and fill me with grace, i'll still get negative repercussions until i ace. ace the test of life, a battle of my own, whom travels me down to blades and ropes. so kill me. pull me apart, then tug at my breaking heart. have me get over the dread, catch me take over the cared. because i like to manipulate make others ache for me. i like to lie for my imagine, maybe i'll have it's margin. like the sharp margin of the blade that puts me and my skin in a haze a blend with regret and blood that shed- -shed over me like always, but i'll find my ways. one way or the other, the train of thoughts that daily passes, makes me wonder my vast spirit, that once burned high,with joy, now haunts me with menancing ways to destroy. but maybe i deserve it. everything happens for a reason. then why put me through such pain? making me face the wrath of my shame?