Picking up my heart

I scream out in frustration
im suffering from exhaustion
my heart has hit the ground so hard
it has shattered into what is now just pieces

i am laying there alone
picking up the jagged pieces
as i grasp the final part
it has a sharp edge
i cut myself and watch as the blood slowly trickles down my hand

i drop all the pieces
and began again
it will take a while longer
but i have nothing better to do
i must get it over with

i am slowly losing blood
as i collect the broken pieces
that once were together and made my heart
now i remember why it fell apart

you took a hammer to my soul
and it shattered like a mirror
now it\'s in so many uncountable pieces
and i am stuck picking them up
all while my hand is bleeding slowly

no one to assist me in putting my life back together
no one to help me sew up the tears and the rips
now im here at the bottom of this cliff
picking up my broken heart alone
no one to turn to
no where to go

the loss of blood in my hand is starting to sink in
im gradually getting tired
im getting lightheaded
and my heart still needs reconstruction

so im going to be picking up
the pieces of my heart
all alone after falling
my world will soon turn dark
as the last of the blood drips down my arm
i wrap my hand around the final piece

but my body is empty of blood
so i collapse
the last thing i see
is the pieces of my heart
falling and scattering