2005-05-08 -- 1:59 a.m. My own heart, Rattles in its rib caged suite. Beating out of me, Tears of dry air, Falling nowhere. That’s because there’s no moister left to cry. No emotion left unearthed, And unscathed. Two now… two people thrash at it… Only useless pleas over take the sound of the beating. From the thrashing… Shards find their way back onto the, The arteries, adhere themselves back to pump my blood. To heal again… to mend, Only to be broken thrice. This time let it brake in advance, So I can get over it quicker. So I can live my life, Live not thinking of the noose. Live with out this empty feeling in my chest. Lie… I’ll lie. For everyone else I’ll tell them, Everything they want to her… what the female wants to hear. I’ll give you everything… keep nothing… I’ll lie to never hear that voice again. To never hear those words thrice. I’ll lie. Discontinue this jagged path… Please just let me go. Please just let me go. Please… I sigh the word, I breath the very act… Just let me go. I’ll lie. I don’t understand why I let people do what they do with me. Its just an illusion… the illusion of power. Its just their way of getting their way with you. So when, o dear god, o wholly maker, when are they going to be done with me?