Cracking The Glass

Safely inside my crystal shell I lay my heart to keep. From the cruel hands of the world which dreams haunt me as I sleep. A tinted glass as time did pass led most to look away. Which is what I wanted for my heart, so it could no longer feel the pain. And the tinted glass grew dark, as the heart felt cold and alone, I tried to deny these feelings were of my own. The day came with furious rain that lightened the dirty glass. That caused me to look away beyond my guarding path. A glass as tinted as mine with a heart just as hurt, full, and able. Let out an essence so divine, that totally turned the tables. I quickly shook you out of my mind, my shielded part full of discontent. I was not about to allow my glass to clean and break after all the time that I spent. Yet you persisted and pleaded to let you a small way near. Then against all my will, my heart began to hold you dear. Slowly but surely my shell grew clean and started to quake. And with each shard of glass that fell, fled memories of heartbreak. Then the safety I felt within the weak dark dome. became nothing in comparison to which the safety your love has shown. I gladly own the heart of my own that once again started to beat. The symphony you caused which on occasions makes me skip a note an has me dancing in the streets. These verses not touched by hand or mind, but of what you now hold. Let this show truth to a story but so many times told. Be it wind or rain, I will show you my love as you love me, so bold.