Nothing left to say

Nothing left to break

Nothing left to mend

All that’s left is

A broken heart

A shattered soul

And dubbed love

I had dreams

Just like every other girl

I had visions

Just like every other person

But all that is gone now

I thought my story would start off beautiful

And, of course, have a beautiful ending

With tears stinging my cheeks

Right on top of my pink bed

Staring at the bright moon

With hallowed eyes

I try to see my point of existence

but logic says it all

My existence is futile