DIARY OF BROKEN HEARTS

“Don’t give it!” mama said Till the wedding day to be laid Even when paid be afraid Avoid jerky braid But here I was lonely

Good morning Dad, I know you can hear me, And furthermore can see me, I know you are here with me, So please listen to

The first time he approached me, I was afraid of him, I still had the innocence of a young girl, He asked for my phone

Screams tore through the thickness of the darkened night Her terrified wails weaving a sad song through the village She’d lost her love and her

The beautiful moments we had The memories of us dancing in the rain The number of times we went out The nights we stared at

Dead Rose A butterfly enclosed is not beautifulA rose plucked isn’t beautifulNeither is a soul enslaved The rose is deadLook at the wilted petalsThe decorated

I’ve heard of beauties and beasts Got an image of fair and fairer Seen them in those shows Where we all awed upon their gorgeous

I want to block you on all platformsSeeing you around causes me painLast night, that picture you postedRejuvenated love pains I’ve been feelingLong since you

Voice drowned in fear, All I had a single tear, A tear that couldn’t tear your efforts, You conquered my strength, Felt like this was