Heart of Glass, Mind of Stone

My heart beats to a fragile tune,
Like a delicate glass sculpture in the moon.
It's beauty shines for all to see,
But one wrong move could shatter me.

My mind, a fortress built of stone,
Protects me from the world unknown.
It shields me from the hurt and pain,
But also keeps me locked in chains.

I long to break free from this mold,
To let my heart be brave and bold.
But fear grips me like a vice,
And I remain frozen in ice.

So I'll keep my heart of glass,
And my mind of stone steadfast.
For though I may not be free,
I'll still be unbroken, and that's enough for me.
© Dark Thorn