Traces of a Broken Heart: Chapter 1

Traces of a Broken Heart

Never look back,
Was the motto I made.
Never did I know,
I would be the one who was played.

I thought I had everything,
but was left with nothing.
So now what can I do?
I must do something.

The frail pieces,
That just broke as if on cue.
The pieces of my heart,
Shattered from you.

No more memories,
no more lies.
No more painful times,
I have no tears left to cry.

So what happens to someone who has nothing?
I mean, everyone has something that they set apart.
What's left of me but the traces,
Traces of my broken heart.