Poetry Chapter two( The broken...)

[Douw]

The broken:

 

How can there be love for someone that is broken

shattered into small pieces

hidden form the world, I bleed from the pieces which used to be my hart

never to be seen by eyes of another, tears fall to my cheeks

forming rivers of sorrow down my face

hidden by darkness, the world will not see

the rivers flow deep and strong

 

pain like never before strikes the broken pieces

a heart that was broken long a go

never to be mended only to feel more pain

and longing like a fire burning my mind and senses

for one that refuses to open his hart to the truth

afraid to open his eyes to what can be

 

how can one heart shattered by fear

be made hole a gene how can one mend a heart

I bleed tears of pain for every day I must suffer

alone and without you I fear I will not see the morning

of hope in these endless night of pain and suffering

 

come to me save me from the night look past the fear

into my eyes and find your courage to fight for love

I can not fight for I am lost in a night

without the light of lovers I walk looking hoping

for you to find me one day and mend this shattered hart

were only pieces remain fill the cracks of pain

with sweet kisses and dry the rivers of sorrow

that run so deep let there be aa end to the endless night one day

[jian_sierra]

Aw I do hope you find that person soon