"Broken"
She walked away with her head hung low
But no one seemed to care
Not even she could even see
The scars upon herself
Her eyes all grey and bearly they
Could keep her on her feet
On her knees she'd cry and cry
She had long before felt defeat
On and on the years went by
Until she had nothing left to cry
Her hair in knots, her legs in chains
Not even God could see her pains
And even he was bearly there
When she sat down quietly in the chair
Which took her life because she sinned
So the story tells, not all hearts mend.