The Words Upon Thoughts

The tears trace her tender cheeks
As she listens to the voices surrounding her
Not one holds onto a thought
As they rip her heart apart

The black and white encase her
As she thinks of all theirs past
Every object holds a place in her heart
Ever as he destroys them, one by one

Her finger is bare, there is nothing there
Then her takes it all and tears into her soul
Another night of the retched pain
As she sees the new one in their old sweater

And the thoughts tearing through her
Makes her wish she was invisible
So she wouldn't need to paint her face
And hide the tears filling her heart