BROCKEN HEART

A Brocken heart is all that's left, Shattered dreams, and love bereft. Memories linger, a bittersweet refrain , Echoes of what could never be regained. In this hollow space, I search for peace, A fragments of what our love would release. But like autumn leaves,our love has fallen cold, Leaving only sorrow,young and old. The ache within my chest remains, A constant remainder of love's sharp pain. A Brocken heart,a soul astray, Longing for a love that's gone away. Time may heal but scars will show, A Brocken heart,a story to be told. Yet in the silence,I'll find my way, To mend the pieces,come what may.