Paperweight

İ bleed through every single day With this burden labeled heart Worn thin by disappointment Hanging by a thread A magnet for incisions İt has made me weak An accomplice to malfunction Filled to the brim with lead İt serves no purpose İ have no need for this heart For it receives no love at all So impractical in it's nature Just a charming paperweight Defined only by shape not worth İ curse this heart İ wish it death One stitch could save me This heart just needs a spark But it will not come soon enough And i will once again be lost beneath the black İ curse this heart İ wish it death