Tattered and Torn

Fragile is my heart,
As it withers in the rain.
Broken is my smile,
As my mind recalls the pain.

Battered is my body,
As it is bruised and sore.
Crimson are my eyes,
As the tears continue to pour.

Tattered is my life,
As I lock the door at night.
Hopeless am I,
As I can no longer see the light.