The Devastated Diva

THE DEVASTATED DIVA

The devastated diva
Elegantly strolls through her space
Adorned in fierce fashion
Not a single hair out of place

You can’t see love’s war wounds
Or the hole in her heart
Or the invisible bandages
That keep her from coming apart

The devastated diva
Steps in stilettos on high
On her face is a smile
In her heart a deep sigh

Her bag is soft Italian leather
She rocks cute trinkets of gold
Appears much younger than her age
But inside… she feels old

The devastated diva
Has been lonely so long
She wants to sing about love
But forgets the words to the song

She’s been abused and neglected
Her own bad choices- she’s surmised
No longer has great expectations
And has yet to be surprised

But in the meantime she keeps it moving
Keeps working the ‘all together’ act
Rocks a Michael Kors outfit
With flawless makeup by MAC

The devastated diva
Longs for the day she’ll once again feel whole
When past pains no longer sting
And there’s a mate for her soul

In the meantime
A devastating diva
Is all the world need see
Don’t need to know that she’s devastated
Don’t need to know that she’s me

The devastated diva
Keeps stepping with grace
Cute shoes on her feet
And a smile on her face

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