One Sentence

If only you could reach out your hand
touch her heart and grab hold to that pain
then and only then will you truly understand
her heart, her mind and why she doesn't want a man

she once wore her heart on her sleeve
believing in everyone that there are the best of things
no matter how much pain she had received
she still had hope
she still, had her dreams

till one day she met a man of such high stature
he took her places she could not even fathom
he was intelligent, loving, GOD fearing and handsome
she was living and breathing a dream, one she had only fantasized of

somehow along the way
something
somewhere
F.A.D.E.D
one day there were all smiles
the next there were only frowns
tears gathered at her feet
there she stood ankle deep

her peace, her happiness, her freedom gone
she looked at her heart and found it spat on

she tried to cut through but it was sooooo tough
it felt like he boldly looked into her eyes and said bitch you got me fucked up
tossing her heart on the ground
kicked it around like some trash he had found

she could only watch with her mouth open wide
as the man she was going to marry done her wrong for the very LAST time

she left her heart there that day
having no desire to take it away

so she packed her things and she left
she walked out the door declaring to never back step
in her last letter she enclosed this:
the last tear she ever wept
the last kiss from her lips
words so vicious they could slit your wrist!

now standing before you is what you see
a hurt woman writing in her diary
she would advice you not to get to close
if you do, your heart

she

will

OWN!