For Your
Demons within rise,
As Your
Cold-hearted tears
fall then freeze.
When surfaced
Must be contained,
To prevent
further suffering.
For My child,
For Your dream turned nightmare,
Betrayal will
be judges by Karma.
He never loved You
Never cared,
Never recognized
Your self-worth.
Though,
God says,
Dear child,
For he
Wasn't meant for You.
For Your
Hidden Blessing,
Is true love,
Which appears,
When Your
Heartbreak ceases.
