_The saddest, emptiest ,_

_hollow hearts _

_they love to tear _

_and rip apart. _

_Their damaged hearts _

_have now turned black,_

_from all the abuse, neglect, _

and abandonment.

They trust no one,

_not even themselves. _

_Safety is a thing of the past._

_Home is as far as they’ll ever go._

__

_Yet in this madness, _

_they’ll run and run _

_until they collapse or_

_fade into the black. _

_Because you see the _

_scars we get on _

_our hearts,_

_we never get back._