Always Loses

She sits with a frown
Thoughts battle within
Heart losing trust
This war she cannot win

Staring out the window
Rain pours down
She pulls back her hair
Crying without sound

Mascara runs rivers
Down her cheeks
Throats clogged and sore
She cannot speak

Scars on her wrists
Bruises on her heart
It's happened many times
Ripped straight apart

Brown eyes glisten
Like diamonds so dear
Too bad it's not beautiful
Because they glisten with tears

Complexion is paling
But cheeks are flushed
Her heart is aching
Hurting too much

She's putting her walls up
Stone by stone
If she's going to get hurt
She'd rather be alone

Too many scars
Too many bruises
In this game of love
She always loses

-Copyright-Amber Palmer