The game/The risk

If I give you my heart
Will you stomp on it
Will you smash it to bits
Will you destroy it til I’m no longer anything
But broken shards and tears
Will you crush it in your palm
Or make me feel sad, mad and broken
Will you bring me to tears and exploit all my fears
Will you hold it and treasure it
And never let it go
Will you love it
And keep it
Safe from all harm
Will you hide it away
From all pain and misfortune
And shelter it in your embrace
Will you underestimate it’s value
Keep it halfheartedly
Leave it around
Forget about it’s scarring
As the stitches that hold it together
Slowly fall out.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

as per usual I'd love any sort of feedback

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