• My heart becomes frail, and cracks in my cheast.
    My tears turn to ash as i try despratly to put my heart back together,
    but my fingers and too sharp and thin they scratch the wounds open again.
    A faint storm cracks in the backround as my eyes turn black, and black floods my veins. My heart begins to shatter in my cheast. The dead lifeless body that remains stares to the sky and cackles as the body begins to slowly fade away in the wind.