The Glass Heart

The Glass Heart

The glass heart
crystal and clear
a picture perfect

It does not bleed
bears no grief
feels no remorse.

It does not care
refuse to understand
frozen in time

The glass heart
shatters in the palms
of a stranger.

Words feel flat
pretentious actions follow
overflowing misunderstanding

The glass heart
far from perfect
now full of love
melancholy love.

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2 thoughts on “The Glass Heart

  1. theblacksquid says:

    “The glass heart
    shatters in the palms
    of a stranger.”

    Those lines there, hits home to so many of us. We try to be beautiful in every way we can, to the detriment of our inner consistency, that truly opening up ourselves to others would really be “the end of the world as we know it”

    • Jill says:

      Wow, that’s really well-said.

      I think sometimes we need to find the balance between finding our true self and being the person that people want you to be.

      Thank you for reading; )

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