The Art Of Breaking

I've spent my entire life creating a persona,

that people find intimidating,

someone captivating.

I pretend to be untouchable,

but it has only made me unlovable.

I wear this suit to hide my scars,

for if they saw what I hid underneath,

they'd scatter like stars.

I hide behind my black hair,

so no one realizes that I care.

Society thinks I'm cold,

but I just like to be in control,

for I only do no strings attached,

because she shattered my heart like glass.

I let her see my scars,

and she still watched me fall apart,

now I sit here with the dust of a heart,

as I slowly watch her depart,

yet somehow, I still see her as a work of art.