Broken

Pretty eye's and distant cries
her tear stained pillow mutes all her
screams.
Broken heart split seams by all means
a tragedy struck her with ease
Filled with lies an promising goodbyes
I can feel her pain and shes anything but thrilled
(blank stares)
(blindsiding glares)
The akward wait, the mixtape for her escape with
the songs we sung the ones left undone.
Screaming turns to dreaming and her
feelings are left streaming down her cheaks.
While she sleeps I trace the words to her door
i've came to fix what happen before.
Every kiss laced with words unspoken
to mend ever piece i left broken.