The first break

Awakening to a World
that bloomed as innocence fades
Ripped of trusts this chest did mourn
The loss of love, of hopes withheld
All of thirteen great rains
My heart was shattered
Smashed and blasted
By the man whom I loved;
For he chose another
So much more tender
with the face of an angel
and the mind of a whore.
The years have flown
The time have gone
Memories linger unfettered
A broken heart, and lost dreams
Lies still within
Hopes to awaken once again