Broken Heart Poem,
An open wound that will not heal,
a broken heart that can not feel.
A shattered life without a home,
a heart that seems to be of stone.
A broken soul with wings of gold,
a story hidden left untold.
Like a bug trapped in a jar,
does not get very far.
Who is this person hidden inside,
the one i try so hard to hide?
Like a puppet on a string,
an empty shell without a dream.
A soft glowing beautiful light,
surrounds me on this cold dark night.
Reaching fromthe clouds above,
lifts me up with all his love.
Tells me of a love to be,
as he gently comforts me.
In his eyes it will show...
that is how you will know.