She wept a tear
And lost some sleep
Broken promises
She cannot keep.

Wishful thinking,
For brighter days
Lost forever
To her dismay.

Wanting love
And feeling lost
The price she's paid
Was at her cost.

Her inner soul
It screams for help
To nurture life
On this lonely shelf.

Yearning for laughter
And joy within
A touch of peace
Her greatest sin.