I'm standing in the corner, blocked in by you.
You take another hit, insulting me.
I see my heart in a glass box, on a brass pedestal over your shoulder.
Large holes shatter the box.
Looking down, cuts on my wrist
bulge purple and red,
and I wonder,
if you would feel better
to watch me while I bleed.
Around me, TV screens, light bulbs,
and the glass box
shatter in pieces to the floor.
Brightness fills the room
as my ruby red diamond heart
is no longer in sight.
Strength overwhelms me though.
No more cutting.
No more bashing my head in the mirror.
And I realize that,
You can try to tear me down
But as long as I'm Me
I'll be taller than you'll ever be.