In the shadows of her short years, She gave her all through countless tears, Her heart a beacon, fierce and true, For a love she thought was due.

He made her doubt the world’s embrace, With shattered dreams and empty space, For five long years, he played his part, And left deep wounds within her heart.

Her love was pure, her spirit bright, She gave her all, her endless light, Yet he, with careless, cruel intent, Broke her trust, left her spent.

Words like daggers, cold and sharp
Cut her soul and stole her spark, Now trust's a fortress, walls so high, Her heart a prisoner to a lie.

She loved with all her soul's embrace, Yet found no refuge, no kind place, He broke her heart, he left her scarred, A love unheeded, dreams too far.

Yet amidst the darkness, she struggles to find, Healing strength, peace of mind, Though wounded and weary, she stands alone, Proof that the fall has turned her heart to stone.

From the ruins, she cannot emerge, A woman scarred, eyes dimmed, Her heart, though broken, will not heal, For trust is a fortress, no one can breach.

She once believed in love so true, But now those dreams are far and few,
The pain he caused left marks so deep, That now her heart is hers to keep