parallel lines intersecting at a point slightly above my heart

my soul was not built to work like this. so haphazard and apathetic. eyes tell all hidden inside. recycled to the very end. half-hearted offerings have left me feeling so exhausted. every ounce of passion has fallen victim to this silence. overcommitment has left me stranded and searching for the exit sign. your compliments keep me afloat. those words become the obsession of my heart. words overcome truth and blind my eyes. open my eyes. i need your discernment