Defeat

I used to have that glitter in my eyes. Now looking in the mirror I despise. There was a time when my heart was once open and free. Why did I let them take advantage of me? I know my soul is good, caring and warm. I once was so strong I could weather any storm. Piece by piece my love, trust, dignity was torn. The light in my heart has gone; a little black hole was born. I do not have to strength to go on this way. If I do by the casket my family will pray.