Parts of me the destroyer left behind
He killed my spirit and trust in men

Parts of me the destroyer left behind
He froze my heart and broke my mind,
Then left broke pieces of me behind.
He spoke in silk but meant in steel,
Each kiss a cut he made me feel.
He wore no horns, no twisted grin,
But all his sins lived in his skin.
He drained the light from all my days,
Then vanished deep in shadowed haze.
He laughed while watching bridges burn,
And taught my trust to never return.
He turned my voice to hollow sound,
My joy now buried underground.
He left a name I dare not speak,
A scar that sings when I am weak.
I walk alone through what remains,
A soul rebuilt from shattered chains
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites



Comments (7)
Very nice. Powerful!
Superb work
love it!!
Gosh this hit me so hard because it was so relatable. Loved your poem!
Glorious and well written!!!
Whoa, this is deep.
Good job and a poem on how in a way to move on with living life.