A Broken Heart

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They kept me in a prison cell
They beat me blue and black
That place was my own personal hell
I swore I'd never go back

But then we met, him and I
I found my heart had healed
But he held his cards close to his chest
Wouldn't show what he'd been dealed

I told him things, secret things
I thought he wouldn't be scared
He ratted me out, he sold me out
He did things no-one else would have dared

He was selfish and cruel
Now I'm broken and hurt
I'm lost and confused
I was thrown in the dirt

Betrayed and thrown back,
By the very one that I saved
Now I will have revenge
All he achieved will be razed

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