Shards of love...cutting myself

posture stiff
like a glass figurine
the slightest touch
will break me
rainbow colors swirl beneath
but you dont see them
you never look below the surface
you wear me out
not knowing better
than to throw glass around

kiss me
oh murder
kill me
i dare ya

i love the way you hold me
while you slip away to sleep
but we have both learned
i cannot absorb your tears
like the pillow you always smother yourself with
and tryng to feel sympathy for your heartache
just gives me a headache

the sound of heartbreak is deafening
did you hear it
when my body hit the floor
like a fucking RagDoll instead of fine crystal
and my button eye rolled beneath the bed
you fucked her in

i have the sweetest dreams of you
and your demise
but i wake up and your face
is still buried in the curve of my shoulder
sticky with misplaced tears of remorse
glass does shatter
and the opposite of love isnt hate
is indifference

next time you apologize
i dont want to have to remind you
i feel nothing
except the hope that one day
you willl burst my bubble made of glass
and set my emotions free
break me