It came down to this...

My head to heavy to lift,
my fears to big to face alone.

Tears?
I've plenty.
they spill out of me in over flow,
creating an ocean that would swallow me.
    
I had strength yesterday...

Brick walls stop me.
as they tumble only to crush me.
Why can't I get through to you?

I broke finally.
Thought you'd be happy to hear,
that I fell off my high horse.

Now all that's left of me feels so shattered,
my very essence rides the wind.

Like virtue it doesn't hold,
all of me is tainted.