Bizarre as it may sound
Incongruent as it may seem
Perhaps I stand new & alone.
Piece by piece, you take me apart
My mind flows circuitous into oblivion
the rest of me soullessly whisper to a tapestry
Spears & daggers shot in the wind
Aimed at my temple
Leaving me deformed
Only the bravest can reveal their vulnerability
So I cried,
And I cried till there was no energy left.
I collected my tears in a wash basin
and rinsed my hair with it
Passion over perfection, right?