Poems For the Damaged and Broken

Shattered Hearts

It's grown cold in this hallway.

Broken glass scattered along the floor.

The contents of my heart pouring out of my chest,

I'm crying behind this locked door.

I was once strong as a thousand men,

But now I'm weak as a fawn.

Everything is pushing me over,

I feel myself dying from dusk till dawn.

Picking the broken pieces from the floor,

Cutting my hands along the jagged edges.

The scarlet tears leak from my wounds,

My heart is carrying heavyweight sledges.

I've lost everything important to me,

But you, Oh God, please don't let me lose you too,

For my heart has already reached my limit.

And I have longed to feel loved by you.

I have waited forever and a day,

Just to be in your arms.

And now that I am,

I'm afraid to cause you harm.

For my glass heart has broken,

And I don't want you to get cut along the shards.

I want to hold you close,

But life has dealt its cards.

So leave if you must,

But, love, please stay.

Because maybe we can fix our hearts,

With the broken pieces they made.