Broken Hearts

Tears on her cheeks have made permanent stains.
She hates the trips down Memory Lane.

Her soul is crushed
Her heart broken
Never to be fixed again.

Why he left her is still unknown
Her sorrow has flown
Making it clear
That sadness has taken over here.

She began to think
And wondered why
She noticed her razor blade
And let out a sigh.

If he hadn't left her
She wouldn't have started to cut.
Her body was breaking
Like someone cracking a very soft nut.

Her emotions overwhelmed her like a tank
Why did he leave her for a skank?
It just didn't seem t make sense
That he suddenly began to act heartless.

Well now at least she knew who he really is
That he isn't who he says.
He's a lying, cheating bastard
And he can live his life how he wants.

But now he will feel guilt
Over the years it must have built.
Soon it will overflow.
And people will notice how he's so low.

Broken hearts
Will heal over time.
Broken hearts
Will become whole.
Broke hearts
Break with every lie.

~I apologize for the language in this poem. ^^' nothing else rhymed with tank... o.O Thanks for reading!!