Fragments

I am a fragile creature,
A piece of wind could blow me over and over and gone
O how I crave
To bust the head of everyone who told me
I failed
What is fa(i)lling?
Am I doing it now?
I can feel the earth coming closer and closer
O to find myself in bits of ecstasy,
how rare.
My angst justifies my forever wandering stare.
That is the final nail,
the final word to slip so sweet off my tongue.
My veins carry all of that guilt right into my heart and
my heart pumps it all over
I am a walking shard
I am so fragile
so fragile,
O Dear, is that the sea?