MY POOR HEART

What am I to do, for my poor fucking heart? It's been left in tatters from being pulled apart. I really want to fix it but I dont know how to start. What if I try to gather it up but cant find all the parts? I want to rebuild it but I might not be that smart. I want it to glow bright and warm, but I'm still looking for the spark. This ruined heart is different, the changes are vivid and stark. Just look at what you did to me, to my poor fucking heart. ~ Rachel G. Ezell ©rachelezell27