I keep my heart locked
Behind castle walls
Unable to be touched
Unable to be hurt.
But the walls are weak
Made of straw and mud
With holes and scars lining the back
Easy to sneak through and break.
I opened the gate wide
Just for you.
And you healed my scars and holes
That I hid on the back wall
But you did something worse.
You took your Greek fire
And burned my straw walls
Taking anything left behind
And yet I sit here now
Trying to rebuild my walls
Just to open the gate
And let you back in.