thoughts

It feels as if the people who I love most
Feel the strongest need to shatter what makes me happy
And smile upon
My greatest fears and doubts

Though my weaknesses are barely seen to the world
Like a dim candle in the pale moonlight; dying
I feel like when I open up my wounds to you
You pour poison into them and make toxins pump through my blood, to my heart

I don't think you love me
But you're infatuated with the thought of shattering me
But you shall watch out
Because though you will shatter me like glass, I will bounce up at the impact and slice through your heart