The doctors say it's broken br and they can't operate. br My eyes grow wide br is it fatal? br The surgeon won't look me in the eye br and it takes her too long to speak. br There are too many pieces, she says; br and they're way too small br to make it whole again. br You can still live br unless you want us to remove it. br My eyes flicker br like a dying lantern br with the memories of my condition. br Do you not know br how loudly I scream br every waking day br for this pain I feel? br So go ahead and take it br at least I won't hurt anymore.