Broken:

Broken hearts in which we dwell.

Lost souls dictated by hate.

Can you help me out of this hell?

Such darkness, 

it does consume,

a waking dreams blessing

too weak to keep

Thrown away or left in ruins

take your pick my dearest

hold out for the win

for the devil defends his demons well 

A love, a hate, a brother, a soul,

tenor words always placating

down here darling, 

they hold no meaning

Consume your all

Leave you broken

Unblended fire spreads

woven threads of ones reality tare

a shame that such a proclaimed beauty 

was lost to harsh warfare, forever

Stolen.