Stuttering heart beats

You're all I have

I deem my heart too soft

to be handled with care

by human hands 

all callous and bare

I do not dare

give my heart right away 

on a silver platter

I know I've tried

There is a spot I know

In the middle of my room

when it lights up in the dark

my heart gives a tug

It knows I will burst 

if I don't let it go

I am too distrustful it says

I couldn't agree more

I used to be able to cry

in front of human eyes 

and tender palms

and strong shoulders that knew 

when to stay

Now I just wait for the dark

and the world to go to bed

My spot fills up with a calling

I know I must go

I love cautiously

or so I like to think

I care recklessly

or so I have been told

There are fears in here 

that do not find their way 

to the edge of my throat

never good with words

my fears speak a language

I have never known

To be brave is to be quiet

till the door slams shut

and you're all alone

and the spot calls you

I know I'm only human

and so are the hands 

that caress these unruly hair

how can you not fear the future?

and find comfort with hands 

that know none at all?

For fears so dark

and pain so exquisite 

humanity isn't enough

with all of its verses

So I go to my spot

and the pretentious courage 

comes falling

there is no warrior here 

just a heart that's trying