I cannot handle another heartbreak
Big or small, cannot do another heart shake
My soul needs to stop shivering
When the past left me alone at three quivering

Left alone in the middle of the abyss
Leaving in my mind a number of gruesome slits
No way to hide, no such cure exist
Laying down on my bed and closing my eyelids

In hope that it never have to lift
In hope that I can finally fit
In hope that all these feelings would finally end
These untitled feelings, leaving me no way to defend

So long my strong and accepting self
Being, now, the bluntest pencil on the shelf
In this vulnerable skin I’m wearing
So long my tough self who could handle almost anything