Historias de Disembowel

The thoughts behind this poem's narration are: I was built for a purpose, but the very things that enable me to fulfill my purpose are the things that are holding me back. The paradox that is my situation is also my destruction. I cannot understand what is wrong. I cannot understand why I am dying. Do I even have a life to lose, or am I merely a flawed metal monster, soulless and flightless?