I beg of you, please ruin me.
Take me high for I want to fall.
Crush me like the rain on the sidewalk.
Turn out the light that nourishes my very being.
For I would rather loose in this wicked cupids game.
For I cannot live in a fair world
Where love is planned and earned.
I urge you to breathe for the tears.
See the beauty in a scar.
Notice the hearts that beat black
Dull; the world that is filled with red.