The Sorrow of Naked Bones

Do you know where your weakness lies?

You have so much love inside you—
far, far too much!

You give, and keep on giving, keep on giving...
until
everything is gone.
Until all the blood in your body runs dry,
and only your bare bones remain.

Yes, then...
smiling, you give away even those bones...
for love.

Except for one love,
you have nothing left.
Every drop of your blood
bears witness—
today you are utterly spent,
because your loves
were never meant for yourself.