healing broken hearts
healing broken hearts
every crack is a little deeper each chip becomes bigger
the hardened heart is so vulnerable alive eo all dangers
watch the scythe of a reaper or the finger on the trigger
repeat love’s words so venerable and repel the strangers
battered and bruised to the bone bleeding from wounds
shell shocked and stunned and crouched huddled in fear
innocence lost ignorance alone reality spread over dunes
trusted beliefs now shunned reason has become unclear
cuts are pulled together and sewn in raw ragged stitches
an ointment soothes the dark scars dead flesh falls away
seek to remake the heart as born ignoring the dry itches
scabs form where a flame chars hide breaks from display
somehow thicker and misshapen yet the hope still beats
waiting once more to be forsaken as love again entreats