cracked, torn and bleeding

i tear these paper hearts

my feelings just a memory

plagued by self-doubt

i ache to feel the love

just a memory in my mind

these paper hearts

that bleed for me

are all i have this time

i wish to be someone else

someone not broken and used

trembling, i shed glass tears

as these memories consume

i tear these paper hearts

in hopes to make me well

these paper hearts

so much like mine

weak and abused

In shame, I cry

as I tear these paper hearts

they die just as mine did,

torn all the time.