My Life In Ruins Poem by Ikari No Mae

Hark at the wind and hark once again,
I search for comfort, it cuts me.
Deep within me the fires blaze,
The machinery is perfect, but the system is flawed.
It deepens the cut.
So it seems I am not wished happiness.
I disregard these wishes.
I continue searching, it finishes me.
I cannot fix what is broken, but it all lays at my feet, just out of reach in your hands.
Trailing like an assassin, I recognize it as my shadow.
It screams reborn.
Live again. I
t comforts me.
I have found my calling.
I am no longer lost.
I have meaning now.
I don't know what to do with this power.
I stare at my blade, I turn it on myself, with one false swipe I vanish. Lost in the abyss, waiting for the reaper, he never comes.
Why?