H E A R
M E
O U T

Like a dark night's shadows,
that blanket her world.
A siren in the pure,
dancing through the meadows.
She cried of broken dreams,
and all broken hearts.
She sang of beauty and joy,
and such they shall stream.

She's lovely,
even if a little broken.
Since all the broken pieces,
are easily the most out spoken💔

She asked him a question,
"will you please hear me out?"
He replied without inspection,
"what's this all about?"

She shattered glass castles,
and entire nations.
Her agony so pure,
and truly awakening.

So she turned to him and whispered goodbye,

"you were never there for me anyways..."