My crying heart

My sadness wells up and brims over,
washing down over my face.
How many times I wish my life was over,
because it's lost all of its grace.

My empty heart has created an abyss,
where nothing is contained.
My shaken soul has never been like this,
its white fabric so darkly stained.

I hide my grief and feint my joy,
sadness in the day, agony in the night.
What did you expect from a broken girl?
I'm an angel who's lost her flight.