Completion

*Don't even bother to comment and tell me how retarded this one is. I just figured I would post it. Don't know why.*

What happened to my innocent hands?
My smiling face?
My heart that was complete all by itself?
What has changed?
These agonized screams echo through
an empty core.
I'm alone.
So alone.
No one but me.
I've ruined myself.
What have I done?
I don't even know what I'm feeling anymore
If I was me
I wouldn't need him.
or him.
or him.
I'd be fine with myself
but my hands don't know how to be innocent
the process is long and hard
and no one wants to help
so I pull myself together
after falling to pieces at his feet
and all in vain
I've given up.