A heart is like a pane of glass;

The feelings inside weren’t made to last

As for every argument long gone,

Keeps me tossing, turning until dawn

Sleepless nights and lasting days,

My heart is akin to glass in ways

For the cracks build up; spreading like veins,

Shattering around my binding chains

No longer trapped, I may break free,

From the endless cycle of you keeping me

Locked in a chamber of my own desires,

Burning inside like funeral pyres

Much like a pane of glass, my love was not to last,

And you knew it right from the start

But in reverse, the same is said,

To the other, you were led;

Because a pane of glass is like my heart,

And this I shall impart:

A crack can mean a breaking,

But also a making

Of a newer me; better and free,

Parting seamlessly from thee

When glass shatters most run in fear,

But the tinkling beauty draws me near

A thousand reflections looking at me,

And they all seem to tell the same story

Of love and hate and confinement,

Broken down into excitement

For a brand new life without you,

That I can up and walk into

So take a look and have a think,

Next time you see glass on the brink

Will you live or will you sink?

Your choice to make, but only once,

You shall be either queen or dunce

Control your own life,

You are yourself, not someone’s wife

Your greatest possession is your name,

Do not let it be taken in vain

Break through the pane,

Free yourself from the pain

You and you alone can choose

So what have you to lose?