I Still Won't Say It

The frustrating emotions that pull inside of me
Churning, urging.
But I do not give in, I can't give in.
Burning with passion like a red hot flame, but still soft and inviting like an orange-hued glow.
I cannot bring myself to trust
And put my deepest feelings on display for another human being,
Who can easily crush me,
And leave my heart broken like a million tiny pieces of glass.
My heart of glass.
Cruel, uncaring, looking out for myself,
But still wanting more without having the capabilities to retrieve it.
I see a soft ray of light on the horizon, promising to make it all better.
I reach out, grasping desperately
But alas, it always slips away.