Love?
Is there such a thing?
Because in this world that I'm living in where people say that they love each other.
But low and behold the truth comes out.
"As long as you're happy I'm happy" But then it just is never enough.
A sliver of me I gave to you to keep because that is all that I had left.
I'm always telling others to listen to their brain and their heart.
But here I am. Ignorant to my own words.
People will always say "you can trust me".
But that is no more for trust is nothing to me but a five letter word, with no meaning.

You see, I'm kinda like shriek, or an onion, whichever works.
See, like shriek said, "I'm like an onion. Because onions have layers."
Yet the only deference is that my layers are more of a defensive protection that I've learned to have.
I named this glass heart because I'm too warm to have a heart of ice.
But rather all of the ice melted and turned to salt and burned into glass.

One more time. That's all I can do to keep my sanity. Just keep walking. Eventually I will end up somewhere.
Hopefully alive.