Empty heart

In the silence of an empty heart, Where echoes of old dreams depart, A void resides, so vast, so deep, A place where hidden sorrows weep. Once filled with love, now hollowed out, A space where doubts and shadows shout, Yet in this emptiness, a seed, Of hope and light, begins to plead. For in the dark, a spark can start, To heal and mend the broken heart, With time and grace, the wounds will close, And from the pain, a new heart grows.