I never heard a curse
And thought they meant me.
Never told a story,
Thinking—oh, the hypocrisy!
Never saw a heart
Break because of me.

Saw it all happen
In one deadly sweep.

Never thought you
Could make my heart bleed.
Never thought I
Would scream in my sleep.
Never looked at death
With longing so deep.

I thought myself an angel,
Not a child of naïveté.

Never did a mirror
Shatter at the sight of me.
Never did its pieces
Reflect what my eyes wouldn’t see.
Never picked them up
Just to cut me free.

I called myself a princess—
But of tragedy.

Never did kindness
Put a cage around me.
Never thought betrayal
Would be wrapped in something so sweet.
Never held thorns
Saying - My hands would heal...

My excuse was trust.
Yours—cruelty?

Never will my eyes
Find another family.
Never could I love
Not doubting its purity.
Never will my body
Belong to me.

Part of me was stolen—
I will never retrieve.

But even if I did...
Is it what it used to be?