Broken Mind

Ear to the door of your memory,
can you hear her calling you?
Tossed around so carelessly
I don't think she even believes herself
when saying those words,
saying she loves you so.
At one time she swore so to me.
Sweat on her skin,
passion in her eyes,
I tasted those words on her lips,
she tasted lies on mine.
I loved her for the night
forgot her by day
knowing better than to linger on the thought of her.
Betrayal drove her insane with time
as she abandoned you,
the only one who ever truly cared.

Ear to the door of your memory,
can you hear her calling you?
Pain throbs within you as her voice fades away
eroding and distorting with your fragile,
broken mind.