Broken

Let me tear my heart
from my chest
and fling it
bloody in the mud
at your feet.
Let me gouge out my eyes
and let them flood
your path
with bitter salt.

Let me gift you with these:
the shredded remnants
of my soul --

but nay. These treasures
do not find you worthy.
So I shall keep bruised heart
and saddened eyes.
For they shall heal and you--

You will still
and always be
broken.