Shattered
Trust is shattered
Like broken glass
All scattered
On the floor tattered.
Hours pass
Trust is shattered.
Love didn't matter
It's in a mass
All scattered
And splattered.
You didn't have to be so crass.
Trust is shattered.
Could her dreams have gotten any flatter?
She is on the overpass
All scattered
Hoping not to be the morning news
Subject matter.
Alas.
Trust is shattered
All scattered.
Copyright © Bette Bavington | Year Posted 2018
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