To Write On My Heart

Devil's Sin

Poor little broken girl,

For she was kissed with devils sin

And now her heart is causing a whirl

Inside a body made of tin.

Fractured she still walks,

She smiles,

She even talks.

But what is the penance of a life without beguile

Is it the hopeless smile of a once lost friend?

Or the dull eyes across the room?

She won’t ever be “on the mend”

Because she will move on soon

To another tiny town

With another chain link fence

That she will wear like a crown

To match her look so tense

That she sends through the bars that keep her in.

She is too deadly for humans and demons too

She plays with devils sin

While keeping everyone under her shoe