I've torn myself apart, put down every piece.
Just to get a bit of validation, but all I did was ascertain myself.
I've been a mere warm body, here to stand watch.
Here to caress you, to simulate what you desire.

I put myself apart like a jigsaw puzzle,
Lost my essential pieces while aching to be seen.
My stay is temporary, my nightly vigil is agonizing.
I'm a warm body, a setback packaged to perfection.

My tiny pieces have been left for the world to see.
For all the vultures of the sky to peck on them,
To laugh about how much of a fool I am in their wild tunes.
This warm body knows not when to retire,
Missing pieces and all, but still it endures on.

My shrivelled heart is bare against the floor,
So telling of what I've done to myself.
There's no rescue or escape from this,
Because the warm body that was once embellished in expensive jewelry,
Has been reduced to ash, but still it endures on.