• Ripping, tearing, shredding; at the remainder of my heart. Clawing and diggin deeper in it; its what my parents do; raking at my heart. Breakin and shaking it apart, into a sad...lonely, lonely heart. Its been molded and scolded, forming never-ending hole. With every piece gone; I shudder with, simplicity more than others. I'm forced to choose; now I'm being torn in two. scream