Vortex

Tears streamed down the pallid face
Showing proof of her disgrace
Incoherently swelling with unrelenting pain
Broken, fallen, and ashamed
To amass in this emotional whirl
Swirling and turning in a lyrical blur
And his emotions remain ever so lax
Hidden behind a impenetrable mask
Ignoring all her hopes and dreams
Focusing instead on what he needs
He can not recognize her bleeding heart
And so he continues to rip it apart