What do you do when someone says "You're a keeper." And you dont want to be kept by them?

I am
                             A dancer
                             A writer
                             An artist
                             A musician
A creator
                             But if you
                             Wanted
                             To see
What I create
                             A dance
                             A story
                             A painting
                             A song
I would
                             Refuse
                             Turn Red
                             Stall
                             and Deflect
Your attention
                             Because
                             I am
                            Afraid
                            My creations
Will let you
                            Judge me
                            Criticize me
                            Hate me
                            Mock me
They are
                            A piece of me
                            A thought
                            An emotion
                            A fleeting moment
And they are
                            Mine
So if I show you
                            I trust you
Please don’t betray my trust

Screaming out into the void of shame and darkness,
Hoping someone will hear my call and come and bandage the the wound in my chest from heartbreaks that have happened all too much, for someone to save me when I've told them too many times that I could save myself... Broken stitches and ****** gauze is all I have left to keep my heart from falling out of my chest into the dark hole of my soul, a part of me wanting to grab the scissors that lie a few feet away and just put it out of its misery, but there's the other part that holds on with all the strength it can and hope my heart can find its home.

I listen to the moon as it cries out the only existence of light it can give to the darkened world under it,  
I wonder if it feels like no matter how full or big and bright it can get,
That it will never hold as much potential as the sun.
It sees how no one depends moon light for major solar power,
only the suns bright burning rays,
The sun outdoes all that the moon can give.
The moon stands as those individuals who can feel better when they can open their curtains to the window and see darkness and feel comfort,
The moon is the shy person who stays in the shadows because that where they are used to being,
in the dark,
The moon is the people that wish more people who come out and enjoy the starry night rather than the bright sunny day.
I often wondered why i found the moon so comforting and beautiful.
Until it hit me that the moon is me.

Seal my crushed soul with kisses,
Break my heart with words,
It's hard to live on without you,
Burns with every touch of your fingertips that once gave me chills.