Was this how it was supposed to be.

All those years of planning

When this is what God had planned for me

Because I'm falling apart again

Slowly though, so you can't see

That this is what's become of me

A mirror image of what I was

Reflects in all the pictures

Till the mirror slips and shatters me

Now my fingers litter the park by the swing

While my hands feed the lioness at the zoo

I have scattered this body of mine everywhere

I dream of blaming you

Dream it so deeply sometimes I think I believe it

But how can I blame you

When it was me how let you

Eat my heart raw

While I watched and wiped the blood from your chin

R&R, please tell me what you think, I'm not sure if this sucks or is good.