A Heart That Hoards

Beware the contents of a heart that hoards for when it brings to the reserve what it has been piling, your are sure not to find diamonds and pearls.
Lessons learnt and heartache are what keeps it beating each day with the remembrance of it all.
A heart that hoards never forgets.
Its like an ancient volcanic mountain that only legend has it that it once erupted.
It is able to erupt, knows it should erupt. But it fights it, for the outpouring of its words is like lava. Fast, hot, deathly and irrevocable. It will cause damage. It will burn bridges.
In the secret place where my thoughts are unsifted, raw and honest will I lay it all there. I'll spare you the pain of dealing with the truth. Simply because you are weak.
I despise the day that you made yourself known to me, known to my loved ones. Everything was ok right up until you made your presence known. Some bold appearance you making at that, do your past ways of "dealing" with me not bring shame to you? Does your shame not bring you to your knees? How dare you still come around here with that much of an ego. How dare you demand the respect that an honourable being deserves? You are pathetic!!!
Your insidious plans are transparent. You think your venomous smile and eluding jokes cover it well but my dear your temple is one made of glass. I am prepared though, I plan to be in full armour for the day that you decide you have taken all that you can and are enough. I will not be a victim the second time around.
Fool everyone, even the very apple of my eye, but I your beloved one are well prepared for your silly games. Time is moving fast but not fast enough...I cannot wait to expose you for the scheming bastard that you are!!