The Feeble Heart

You wish to reach the deepest parts of me To lure the abandoned child from her eternal sleep To protect my shrouded frailty and soothe the storm within But through no fault of my own, I could never truly let you in You will underestimate my devotion, and burden my heart Shatter my delicate trust, and at your hands, I'll surely fall apart It would be wise for me to forget Your eyes, your arms, your lips upon my neck The heart knows no rationale, unlike the mind But it holds the answers that logic unceasingly struggles to find It's in my nature, it has always been my way To seek comfort in solitary darkness, I find no refuge in the light of day In my earliest years I discovered that no matter which love I chose Far too many thorns mar a single rose