In depths of sorrow, I find my voice,
A tale of anguish, a heart's brave choice.
Today, I stand, shattered and frail,
Lost in despair, a worn-out sail.
But fear not, for within this gloom,
I gather strength, dispelling doom.
With fragments scattered, torn apart,
I'll mend my spirit, a work of art.
With titanium's touch, a resilient bond,
The broken pieces, no longer beyond.
I'll weave them tenderly, each jagged part,
A mosaic of scars, a testament, heart.
No more, I seek love's treacherous game,
No longer lured by passion's fleeting flame.
Instead, I'll surrender to divinity's grace,
To God's embrace, I'll find solace's trace.
I raise my shield against deception's guise,
For women, they're painted with whispered lies.
Yet, let us remember, not all are the same,
In shadows and light, we are not to blame.
Love, oh love, an enigma unkind,
Betrayed by its fickle and whimsical mind.
But amidst the bitterness, a truth shall unfurl,
To find peace within, beyond love's swirl.
So here I stand, renouncing the charade,
Embracing resilience, my spirit unswayed.
For in the realm of souls, my heart shall remain,
No longer bound, by love's eternal chain
