I stand in my playground of hate....
Looking at my reflection clenching my fists in...

She was someones princess
But now she lays broken on the floor...

I see you in the distance
You look so small from where I stand...

Crushed again, no reason why....
Perhaps I'm just a door mat...

Camo shorts and sun burn...blisters in the sun
Summer time and memories of all the things I\'ve...

Your Angel wings will be back soon
I will make sure of that...

Heart beats, blood runs..my pulse races at the...
I lay, still...as if I'm hiding from someone...

This is not the way I picture me!!!
I scream with self hatred...

I sit
I wonder...

Another sunday afternoon
Lazy days with my baby soon...

Damaged from deceit..
Coldness or maybe just numb from your tirade of...

The sound of shattered mirror breaks my gaze....
As I stare at peices of me...