Broken Soul

It was not her smile that drew me towards her..

It was the numbness in her eyes, like a Soul has been crushed..

I was not attracted to her sinfully beautiful face..

It was the emptiness in her soul

And the path in her cheek that precious tears have been traced.

She was mersmirisingly scarred,

She was beautifully flawed. .

She was just perfectly imperfect..

She was a girl next door..

But her uniqueness held so much power,

I was bound to get her explored.

She was a walking poetry for me

Everybody asked have I lost my mind?

What have you seen in her..

For the world, she was an epitome of a broken soul.