Oh my dear delicate heart
what has he done to you?
there is no suffrage in this world.
that could match the demise you've been through.
you where once so strong
gifted with greatest glory
red as my favorite wine
now broken in pieces ever so sorry.
These broken pieces
together once built your heart
how could this have happened?
to have this dark scene start.
he took your strength
struck it to vulnerability.
your guard was stammered
pain your biggest probability.
your lost in a train of misery
floating in Fields of pain
in his grasp you tremble
and betrayal is all you gain.
gasping for your once known sanity in the air
you stagger towards the light
bruised and broken, torn and beat
it grew to be once useless fight
resistance was futile
he had won you fair and square
you handed over your pieces
only to be more in tare.
stirred in pain completely stunned by agony.
like the eyes peerd beneath the gates of hell.
the broken heart behind ones tears
is another secret never to tell.
