Poetry

Whispered lies
Tears of shame
A decaying heart to blame
Its foolish faith
Wrought its dire fate
To crack as stone
And forever bleed
Beyond ancient times
To suffer and seethe
Silent beat
No happiness in sight
A waste of life
No one cares
Of its despair
Locked away
In its own miserable hell
To dwell alone
Crying for the beast
That shattered it inside
Praying death
Will make its pain cease
But years march on
And in its cell
It rots away
Dying a little more
With each passing day