She

Curled up, in a ball

She’s crying in the corner again.

Every night without fail.

No avail to those tears that fall till they can fall no more.

She loved so much

and he

took so much

and yet she still gives more.

Broken trust and a broken heart just a broken girl in her broken world. Can’t bring herself to cut herself, there simply is no need.

At night she harms, not her wrists.

But her mind..

Such poisoned thoughts.

Every night without fail she cries till she can cry no more.

All because she loved,

and yet she still loves more.