by Nick Gisburne
Her eyes cannot erase what they have seen
No span of time will wash away the pain
The images of what should not have been
Are branded on the surface of her brain
No words can heal the damage I have done
The shame of my betrayal strips me bare
There is no shelter, nowhere now to run
From eyes burned black with anger and despair
The love we built has shattered into dust
Instead, a wall of ice, without a door
The ring, a sacred token of our trust
A cold and empty circle on the floor
A moment of betrayal ends our life
As surely as a heart receives a knife
