The Process of Healing and Relapse

With each fatal breath, a shadow of a tear falls and ceases
A new beginning for me, a beginning without the harmful peices
I wish for someone to take out my heart, to replenish my soul
To give me what once was mine behold me again--- shall I be so hopeful?

I have been trodden and still
I find the time to thrive and will myself into being
Yes I do not understand the make-belief of my ways
Yet I regain unconciousness and sadly fall