Treachery

Blood shot
and teared stained
voice whispers screams
which have long since died

Cruelty thinly disguised
with loving lies
trace their treacherous fingers
over a fragile heart

Someday the reflection
will be a place
you never want to see
a place where truth is free

broken shackles
and weak chains
never again will you be given
the strength to ruin me