Stolen Soul

I close my eyes at night
Because I can no longer see.
My eyes can't stand the fight
My tears have turned on me.

Why is it when my heart is broken
my eyes begin to flood?
My soul becomes miss spoken
It turns to poison blood.

My voice starts to shake
When I try to speak my mind.
He sees me as a fake
But to me he is one of a kind.

His strong hands seem soft at first
But then a new side of him shows.
His eyes yearn for the worst
As his anger grows and grows.

At first my eyes were clear
And understanding of ones mistakes.
Soon they saw fear
It was too much for them to take.

It was his doings that triggered my tears,
that made my eyes unable to see.
He stole my heart and watched as my makeup smeared.
He stole my soul from me!