I don't have anywhere else that I can turn-
Each decision I make ends with a burn.

I see so many mirrors filled with black smoke-
On my intense misery I begin now to choke.

I nearly made it out, but for the darkest rain-
Always the darkness brings so much pain.

I've had all I can take, I'll die from another hit-
The hardener was omitted from my heart kit.

A soft heart is forever my curse, who else wants a turn?
Here, take it, it's free!! Maybe someday I'll Learn........