Pretty Girl With a Tortured Soul

Personal (Hope)

My heart was closed off from love
guarded like a fortified castle
with a moat of tears surrounding it.


It was filled with darkness
and sometimes those who ventured close
were caught in the crossfire of my demons.


I'm tormented by thoughts that
I am incapable of love,
giving or receiving.


Then a genuinely good person
tried to reach into my hell,
break down the walls I built.


I was living in the deepest pit
but you, like an angel,
came out of the sky and rescued me.


You showed me that I could
find it in my heart to love another
even if it wasn't reciprocated.


I'm a pretty girl with a tortured soul
but at least now I know that

even my heart can be beautifully mended.

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