A fool's game of willing trust,
lay open on the floor.
A sob for a new and gleeful temperament,
sounds beyond this sullen door.

A harsh release of "foolproof" bonds,
leaves it mark as a scar.
A tattoo of once woven, unbreakable ties,
rests in place of a stolen shard..

of the memories kept fondly,
deep within a chamber,
of words I mistook to be true.
Sorrow I've felt through this heart-wrenching process,
my emotions are scribbled deep blue.