She blamed her heart for being so fragile,
For easily being wrecked like a card castle.
She imprecated herself for all the things she did not do,
She held responsible herself for the troubles that brew.
She was jaded of battling with her soul,
She desired the layers to be unrolled.
She could not endure the pain of oozing blood from the wounded cardiac muscle,
She tried to gather the shattered pieces and cease this invisible tussle.
She wanted the unspoken words to be heard,
She desire to hop in someone’s arms and hide from this nasty world.