You took away my happiness and let me live this lie

The bruises,
all have different excuses
externally they have healed
but they are eternally carved into her heart

The roses are dead now.
withering away
decaying
in his absence

She needed you.

You taught me to not trust anyone.

Trying to erase
all of the the times
he hit her,
working so hard to
make excuses,
trying so desperately
to cover the bruises

The stars are a hopeless reminder of what she will never have.

I'm ready to talk about it, the problem is that no one is ready to listen.

Every night
she cries
herself to
sleep for
a boy who
never loved her

Her emotions turned physical long ago