Organs

I tear out my eyes because it reminds me of tears, while i pull out my tounge because it reminds me of mean words. Yes i shouldnt care but i so, SO do.
I cut off my nose cause it is a reminder of the sent of death. I also rip off my ears cause it is a reminder of a mere Pearce. All the pain still wont go away.
So i Cut up my hand to take away the physical shame and I Chop off my foot in order to be seen but not a broken hoof. Yet it still is painful and makes me angry...
...So i Cough up my lungs and my bones and my tum. I throw up my liver, my stomach and my brain in slivers.
But the one thing i leave is my heart because i dont want to stay in the lonly, slow dark....