The blood of a betrayal
Lies haunting in her eyes
Her broken soul's portrayal
Is malformed due to lies
Inside this girl cannot be whole
As her being starts to fade
She loves the one who broke her soul
Although she was betrayed
A broken heart still beats on
But broken souls have died
For temporary things like love are expected to be gone
But a broken soul like hers is something you can't hide
Oh broken girl, who took your soul and broke it like a glass?
Your broken heart lies in your head
And love is sure to pass
What horrors inflicted upon you have still gone unsaid?
Very good writing for someone of your age. Very deep, enjoyable for dark minds such as ours. Broken souls, such as the one you write about and mine, are fed with the pain in words writing. You are a very good listener; for poetry isn't invented, it is heard.
Wow, that's just dripping with pain.
"Your broken heart lies in your head" Very strongly said. Good piece of advice through good write.