"See the war inside of her Of the heart and the soul Deadlier than that of the heart and mind. She laughs, She conceals; She cries, She writes; All that the heart wants, she gives And the soul is fed with fake promises. She flourished her wilting roses Neglected the thorns that protected her. Today, She regrets giving all to the heart And weeps for her betrayed soul. The supposedly broken her, Healed Yet all the more not." - Poetry for the soul