I never followed my deeds through the years,
I was an enormous burden on myself by stacking misery in layers over and over. I never licked my wounds, not even one time, and my blood touched the floor leaking from my flimsy figure.
I was insane, I was careless, I was  ignorant to my humanity, but it is too late to glue the pieces.
I guess I will always stay an unsolved puzzle, even to myself.