My heart is a menagerie filled with Faberge Eggs. <br /> <br />Tired and Weak, Cracking at its edge. <br /> <br />Why throw rocks at a house made of glass? <br /> <br />Are you trying to free me from my misery at last? <br /> <br />No. You just want to hurt me with the cruelness that has become your Blackened heart! <br /> <br />You tear my soul from its shell and make me watch as you rip it apart! <br /> <br />All I have are the broken pieces you left me with. <br /> <br />The Bloody shards of what you left intact of my glass menagerie heart!<br /><br />Dougie Fresh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/glass-menagerie-heart/
