A Photo

A photo can ruin a life It can spread like wildfire It creates a scar that won't stop beeding It's like broken glass You will never dispose of all the photos They are there even when they aren't visible So why Why was I stupid and dumb enough? Why did I click send? Why did I let you get into my head? I really trusted you then The image of you I had in my mind A beautiful mirror with your reflection Broken into pieces My trust on the floor My photo in the world All I could do is lay down on the broken pieces Creating a deep scar that will never stop bleeding A photo can ruin a life It surely did ruin mine