She walked that empty, lonely road,
Dark enough for her to hide,
Her life's story, left untold,
She thought about and cried.
Nobody deserved to see her tears,
She did not let the world see,
Amongst the piling heap of fears,
She let her worries be.
As much as she feared trusting again,
She couldn't ignore her heart,
She'd rather face a new kind of pain,
Than let the past tear her apart.
Like venom burning through her veins,
Like a thousand stabs to the chest,
She could feel throbbing, piercing pains,
Her faith was put to test.
History may repeat itself,she knew,
Old wounds would hurt again,
The fact that they would never heal,
She learnt as she walked into the rain.
She trusted blindly one more time,
Just as she had before,
But this time if her heart broke,
There would be nothing left, no more....
