you are not as unbreakable as you think you are.
you are not invincible, unfeeling or untouchable.
you may proclaim that you are these things and more;
you may shout it from a rooftop for the world to hear;
but there is a certain wavering in your crystalline voice -
tiny and inaudible to most, but booming loud in my ears.
i am not nearly as gentle and meek as you think i am.
i will not be forgiving, compassionate or merciful.
i will not fear you anymore - not now, never again.
i may have been tricked into believing you before;
i may have been blinded by dazzling, empty promises -
but, rest assured, you will never make a fool of me again.
with a smile, one word will escape in a sigh from my lips;
as golden and sweet as the soft whisper of angels' wings.
and you will shatter into a thousand pieces at my feet,
wishing you had never stolen a heart that was not yours to take.
"monster."
i can fight fire with fire, but can you?