My Silver Heart

My silver heart, what can it be? Everything pure and divinity? Not quite, actually far from As it twists around my restless thumb. It stands for the heart I aim to have One of unconditional, powerful love Not that with broken shards. One that beats for life And overcomes No imploding under pressure. It stands for the metal I have had Coating my heart so I can stumble through. It gently lies around my neck Protecting me from a malicious wreck. Words, they have pummeled me, "Gay...***...*****" ----- Please get out of here! My silver heart please help Give me the strength and help me shed a tear. Tears of self-hate and loathing But tears that pull me through. Please silver heart, I'm begging you. Please help me pull through.