I Fear of Giving You My Heart

I fear of giving you my heart,

Its beat is weak and broken in so many places.

The wounds of childhood memories

Have not yet settled

And give me restless dreams that bathe in sweat.

I fear of giving you my heart,

As all I see is strokes of anger

That made me who I think I have become.

Shall I dare show you all my truest faces,

Or will I freeze my brow in shameful solitude?

I fear of giving you my heart,

How will you understand the gentle words I dare not say?

How can I break the silence that put my yearnings in a tight tin box?

What would you say if solemnly I once would tell you that

I fear of giving you my heart?

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