Pour Your Heart Out

People always say, Pour your heart out. Wear your heart on your sleeve. Give me your heart. I want to protect my heart, I don’t want it to pour out or be given away. A heart on a sleeve is vulnerable Breakable Prone to leaking. It’s easier to stay quiet, To protect. Keep your mouth shut so your heart can’t spill out. But it’s lonely To have a caged heart and closed mouth. It’s quiet. Some days I wish I could pour my heart out. Be loud, Be free. Maybe if I let it all out it would stay out. Who needs a heart that can hurt you? Who needs a weakness on their sleeve? Who needs a heart prone to spilling? I guess me.