My pieces are falling again...they cling and clatter against the ground.
My fingers will be warm again with agony and blush of pain.
I cannot stop the falling, the breakage, it is too much.
It hurts, these sharp edges- I'm trying to piece it back together but nothing is working.
I cannot change you and the image of you engraved on my heart is distorted.
I cannot see you how you used to be or seemed to be- who were and are you?
Fallen, I have fallen in love with a persona, not you.
Who ARE you?
What have you done to me?
lL U C lI lF lE lR