Heart Broken.

I feel deceived,

A fool,

Who whole heartily believed,

That her heart was true,

An angel she called herself,

A gift from above,

She called herself my savior,

And that she would save me with her love,

She was my sun,

My morning light,

A Goddess of love,

Who held me tight at night,

My demons knew better,

They always do,

They knew she would use me like a toy,

Throwing me away once she was through,

And now here I am,

Heart broken and used,

They say love isn’t suppose to hurt,

But that doesn’t seem true.

~a sleepy ghost~


Author: Viv

Just a suffering Victorian era ghost stuck in the past but loves modern music, sushi, and singing despite being really boring.

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