Broken

Little broken china doll
Her smile not true but painted
He threw her up against the wall
Leaving her pretty figure tainted

Little broken pieces
Of her heart are on the floor
Her life didn’t need this
When he walked and slammed the door

Little broken shards
Of their love are cutting in
Leaving memories and painful scars
Leaving reminders in their skin

The tears they cry are empty
The sparkles in their eyes are gone
The love they thought was meant to be
Was weak when thought was strong

Little broken fragment
Of their lives filled with dread
All the memories came and went
But each holding on by a thread

Everything is broken now
Everything is at an end
Everyone is wondering how
Their hearts are left to mend