Inside a crystal glass case,
A heart made of stone
Cold like ice
Covered in spikes.
As jagged as it looks,
Anything it touches
just ends up hurt:
Broken like the pieces of earth.
Meant to be numb;
Never meant to feel warmth.
But as a small ray of light
Finds its way inside-
"It can love, after all."
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 9:25 AM UTC
Inside a crystal glass case,
A heart made of stone
Cold like ice
Covered in spikes.
As jagged as it looks,
Anything it touches
just ends up hurt:
Broken like the pieces of earth.
Meant to be numb;
Never meant to feel warmth.
But as a small ray of light
Finds its way inside-
"It can love, after all."