love and self respect twined into the rope
surrounded by a toxic cloud of vagueness.
I am the riff-raff of my own heart
my own dishonesty to myself has increased the remorseless presentiment in my soul
my reactions drowned in vain
as he whispered the words that i have so often used on all the wrong faces
my heart was taped together with duct tape
...still some pieces were missing
my heart was not "ripped in half"
it was set a blaze, tortured and hung
left looking in the mirror at its own worthless reflection...
...how can a heart like that ever love again?