Red Roses and Black Crows

Poem 5 - Heart of thorns (PRV2)

Years ago I was a different breed
Ruled by emotions,
Lost in delusions and distortions

My heart has changed it now leads
It has grown strong
Developed a shield
Perhaps you won on the battlefield
But you can't win in this war

I came this far to be the one
I wanted to become
Even if I had turned cold
It was worth it in the end
Some people will never hear from me again

This time I won't be swayed easily
A person, innocent and pure
Lured into others' traps
The gaps appeared and tore their soul

In the present, their treasure is tangled with thorns
It's not easy to get to the gate
The key is gone forever
My heart doesn't trust strangers
It's how it protects itself from dangers

Nothing can break me
I have a shield and spikes
Sheltering my soul

These people no longer play their role
It's my game and rules
And they're the puppets instead

I believed I was something less
I let them do whatever they want to me
I didn't even confess

I thought their feelings had more value
I was the fool, the broken
Their words have affected me much
However, now they don't have me in their clutch

Why should I care and believe?
My treasure was torn and mended,
Broken once more, cracked, fixed with bandages,
It's how it became stronger,
Developed a shield and became thorned,

Touch it and you'll get hurt
My distrust is what keeps me safe
The people who wish to hurt me
Will never reach me

I used to wear my scars on my sleeve
Afraid, scared, when will they leave
After they went I'd grieve
I thought I was made from stone
Until I began wearing my heart on my sleeve

A pulse, cracked, torn, and shattered
Tied up to its mind's illusions
The reality and fakeness became a blur
I know better than I did before

If my heart is protected
Your sword won't stab it
No matter how much you try
It now has spikes
Touch it and you'll be in pain
That's what you'll get for hurting me again