Metal

This empty box of metal
my heart is.
Throw stones , throw rocks,
won't break, won't stop.
Pumping blood up and down
till I fall to the ground.

Wish it were of glass
could see through your act
Like how you falsified
pure love to a string of lies.

Whom to blame, you or I;
You, who played his usual game
Or I, for turning blindly insane.
When everyone around could see you through
here I was putting my faith in you

Now its all gone
like the desert sand
the times I cried, the tears I shed
the pain, the hurt, the being alone.

Standing on clear ground
Steel solid, brave and sound,
I lay my foundations again,
no one can bring me down...

----SELF