Robbed

 
My heart tore open,
Dripping all over.
 
Making
 
Blood-stained paths
Of memorys broken.
 
Creating
 
Dark roads that I have
And should no longer travel.
 
Trying
 
To be strong though,
As my weak mind unravels.
 
Destroying
 
The beauty in myself I
Had once remembered.
 
Stealing
 
My innocence and purity
As my soul was slowly severed.
 
Trusting
 
People I shouldn't have
As
 
They robbed me
Of my future..