I haven’t always been
Nor will I always be,
But I am a heartless girl.
My eyes, once young,
Are now consumed with ache.
With a dull and glazed
Emptiness.
The heart’s emotions
Speak through the eyes,
And that,
Is why mine are endlessly hollow.
I once loved
Pure and simply,
And without questioning eyes.
But time and tragedy
Have taken my purity,
Complicated my soul,
And overpowered my eyes.
I tried once more
To love without fear of pain,
But fear prevailed,
And drove away my love,
My hope.
Again, someday, my foolish heart will flutter,
And eyes glow and dance,
Deceived once again.
Into playing my role
In a fairy tale charade,
Whose fate is certain,
But far in back of mind.
Yes, I shall rise again,
To join this pitiful circle of emotion.
But,
For now,
I am a heartless girl.
Age 15