MY WOUNDED HEART HURTS

I had a wounded heart, Broken and bruised, Torn apart by love's sharp dart, Leaving me confused. Every beat was a reminder, Of the pain deep inside, Aching, burning like a fire, No place for me to hide. I tried to mend the pieces, But the scars remain, A constant ache that never ceases, A haunting refrain. I know that time will heal, But for now, I must endure, The pain that I feel, Until my heart is pure. I had a wounded heart, But I will rise above, Stronger than before, a fresh start, Filled with hope and love.