There Was A Little Girl, With Heart So Pure

A Prose Poem

There was a little girl with a heart so pure She believed no one would break her because her intentions were only rooted in genuine love. No matter what your intentions the world would not care any less it is a cruel place. Kindness and genuine people may exist but the ones with ill intentions the one with ignorance and ill desires unfortunately, they just outweigh. She was one innocent girl when a meteor of manipulation hit She believed every word he said only to realize it was all a lie She couldn't contemplate why someone would pull me this way She was willing to come with the truth yet he chose lies to make his way

She thought she learned her lesson until years passed away now that little girl is a woman a warrior who is powerful yet she fails again someone like him she meets again he didn't lie this time, he leads her on with a fantasy then he told her the truth after it was too late she got played, once again!

Heart of a warrior woman of power she floats in her life again she builds her castle decides not to let anyone in again but someone knocked on the door someone had the same goals as hers someone showed genuine interest she fell and he pulled away leaving her confused his breadcrumbs were enough for her to stay engaged she knew what was happening and she said goodbyes many times with every goodbye, he managed to get her back He withheld the truth to get her attention and care till it was too late then he had to say that he has someone he s just not sure how far that'll get broken hearted she loses the trust she loses the sight she realizes with all the lessons and she fails again third strike. make her fool once but if you all wear a different costume but act the same way how will she ever fall, again? maybe it is fate she decides to accept no more love that she seeks, she just needs a peaceful death.

Namasté Lots of Love!