Mirror, mirror on the wall

there is far too much in my heart
that there is nothing in my head
it may hurt me to think of you
but it shall kill me to think about you

so I keep you up here,
wherein I can dare to speak your name
but be careful of what you tell me
for what you send into my hollow mind echoes

if you speak too loud, my heart could hear you
the sound of your voice will scream
above the sound of all other pain
you could shatter my precarious glass heart

and it shall linger like the imprint
of the borders of a wave on the beach
until a larger tide sweeps off its trace
your words shan't escape my barrel mind

think before you speak: my mind is pathogenic
it yearns to reproduce toxins
any poison you send will duplicate
it will stifle and dissolve my chronic mind

I told you but you did not listen
I begged you I warned you
I cried

There is so much in my heart
As well as my mind
There is no place to keep you hereafter
I cannot dare to think your name
Forevermore