Climbing                                                        
        Climbing
Climbing
Blisters form on my fingers as I reach from one ragged stone to the next
                  Climbing
         Climbing
Climbing
"I can do this" I tell myself. My palm is numb, the pain does not matter.
                   Climbing
         Climbing
Climbing
I smile, the top is near. Reachable. It does not matter that the air is thin up here and I can hardly breath
                    Climbing
          Climbing
Climbing
I reach up for the final time and pull myself up onto the top.
"I did it," I tell you smiling brightly. "I've finally reached where you are."
I want to shake your hand but mine is filthy with blood and gravel
You come closer, it frightens me and I back away
"You had it easy, I have suffered much more than you." You say. But I can see your hands are smooth and beautifully clean. Your nails painted and pristine.
You turn away. Your long hair slaps my face. My foot slips.
Falling
       Falling
               Falling

Take nothing but my heart.
Leave nothing but a gaping abyss of where my love once was.
Take nothing but my trust
Leave nothing but my soul, a vessel of despair that once held the life stone of my being.
Take everything but my shell
Leave nothing but nothingness itself, a gaping abyss where my essence once resided.

I would offer you my heart
But sadly, it was decayed from the very start
It's phantom pulses of life beat only from the afterworld, unreachabe by your healing touch
You are welcome to the husk that remains but I'm afraid it's fragile form will crumble in your arms
I seem to be the one who was cursed, but I pity you
For in the end, you have nothing to hold