Apologetic towards myself,
I should have never let it get this far out of hand.
Mistake after mistake after ******* mistake.
Slowly ruining myself and watching it helplessly unfold,
like being forced to watch a horror film.
Pieces of my heart are dying,
like the characters themselves.
But in many horror movies,
there is a survivor.

By pushing myself to the edge,
I've erased my weakest link.
The only part of me that sees this day is the strongest of my heart.

So the question presents itself,
and has already been answered.
Weakness is the key to strength.
You build resilience,
after you've been dragged through the dirt.
The weakness is left behind.
There is less to glue back together every time you break.