Torn apart
By words on a page,
On a picture,
By you.
Destruction of the person,
You once loved
To make you the victim.

I’m ash,
Surrounded by the flames,
Of the lies, you have told.
Bleeding from word bullets,
From people, I have never met.

Our love,
Relegated to,
The wish I never
Pile.
Was it, truth?
Was I a lie?

Destroyed!
Broken but
I will find a way to
Rise again.
A Phoenix,
Of Love.