| Her
dying heart, that empty feel
As though her wounds would never heal
Her tears fell like rain from a storm
From her grieving eyes, she saw her dreams left torn
He shadowed her mind with visions of him
His icy blue stare and playful grin
Her broken heart was left to bleed
Feeling as cold as the winters breeze
He was a picture of beauty, with words of love
With a touch so firm, but a look of lust
Holding the desire to keep him close
Was a torment that angered her most
Her captured heart could not escape
the trap she was in
Between the walls of his love, she was stuck within
Feeling the hurt, yet ignoring the pain
Yearning for his love, putting aside the blame
She wanted him to stay, for eternity in her arms
Whose gentle breathings can be heard in this calm |