Torn

She sent a wish along with a piece of her heart,

It sailed along for awhile but never made it very far,

Her wish along with her heart was bruised, battered

and torn apart,

Torn and tattered too many times to repair,

All the things he got away with that were so unfair,

His deceitful beauty that ensnared her inside,

His silver and powerful web of lies,

An iciness that reached so much farther than those

deep endless blue eyes,

Acting like he cared for just a little while,

Then he turned on her with that perfect smile

And once again acted as if there had never been…

Anything between them,

And the cycle always repeats,

He draws in another,

Her advice is run, seek cover,

Your heart will only get bruised and battered,

And he’ll claim another victim as if that is

all that has ever mattered.