I awake to darkness,
Not even the light of the moon to guide my steps.
I knew this would happen, but I continued to move forward.
The stitching on my heart has been ripped open.
Time to grab the sewing kit I guess.
Thread the needle and get to work.
Too slippery to work.
It cannot be stitched again.
The edges too ragged.
I know only one way to fix this.
I reach for the welder.
Its going to hurt to seal it off,
but its really better this way.