Poetry

They killed my innocence
That I had protected for so many years
They hung me down
My innocence was murdered without a sound.
 
It was end of it all
The end of my best part
I have lost my everything
However, I saved my soul.
 
I have nothing left but the soul
Everything was ruined by that phone call
Once the trust is broken
Nothing remained to be horrified.
 
I am crying in this deadly silence
My soul is afraid to get revealed
It’s hiding under the cover of my body
Like the stars hide in the sunlight.
 
I am not good at taking revenge
But I promise I will change
For my good, for your worst
You will pay the price of breaking my trust.