heartless

I don't believe in promises,
hope, trust nor faith! not anymore.
I only believe my eyes,
my heart and myself.

my heart is like a puzzle
of broken pieces of it.
that cannot be mend,
and will never be.

the softest wind,
the slightest touch,
would make it
fall to pieces, again..

every time it breaks,
it is put up as whole again,
but with increasing wounds,
scars and missing pieces..

till one fine day,
i will be heartless..
Nothing more to feel,
Nothing more to be cried over..