Soul of glass
I was a girl with no life
Or a being with no purpose.
I had no one compassionate,
Although my soul was always nervous.
The life I barely built in those years,
Came crashing down to a point..my eyes were in tears.
There was nothing I could do, powerless to intervene,
Even God didn't care when I let out a scream.
I tried hard to build of my life something new,
But hatred is all I got.. Why? I had no clue.
I felt like a beast trapped in metal chains,
Waiting to be free from the heart to the veins.
A heart waiting to be nurtured and cared,
Only to be thrown into the merciless fire that flared.
The eyes that were filled with joy at a time,
Now brimmed with tears that weren't worthy a dime.
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