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Simply a look into the cataclysmic devastation of a heartbroken teen.

Sacred Ground

Imageby Chayce James05 Apr 2014

My love is not earned,
nor deserved,
nor acquired.
My love is stolen
and abused
and not returned.
I am left as a shell
of my former self,
filling myself with
false love
and unholy promises.

Love is not done
with the heart or mind,
but with the soul,
so I am not
heartbroken or
mentally impaired.
My soul is shattered and
scattered,
longing to be repaired.

But no, I do not hurt
when your love is untrue;
I am numb,
as my soul is no longer
the sacred ground that it was
when you walked into my life.