Confessions

"I am a killer. My heart was broken so I cut it out. My mind was aware, so I poisoned it. My mouth was pleading, so I smothered it. My eyes showed weakness, so I pulled them out. My hands incessantly prayed, so I removed them. My extremities plotted an escape, so I bound them. My spirit lied, so I refused it nourishment and watched it starve to death. "  - Tito