Scarred - Poem by Trish Spencer
I'm broken, cut, and bleeding,
On the inside of my heart.
All because of what you done
It really tore me apart.
I try to move on,
I try to get on with my life,
But it seems no matter what I do, I think of you,
And it makes me want to cry.
What you did was very wrong,
It shocked me in the worst possible way.
You being the person you were never would have done the things you did,
Or would have said the things you did say.
It seems so unbelievable,
That you could betray me like this.
I trusted you so much,
You gave me so much happiness and bliss.
My cuts will heal eventually,
They will turn into ugly scars.
All except a few that were left by you,
And they will stay forever on my heart.
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