Heart Broken

A heart broken, broke into pieces,

When loaded with adoration, presently torment won't ever stop,

An adoration once unadulterated, presently corrupted by distress,

A tomorrow once brilliant, presently a dreary tomorrow.

A heart that once thump with a happy sound,

Presently reverberates with vacancy that is all over,

A spirit once lifted by affection's delicate breeze,

Presently burdened by hurt, incapable to ease.

Recollections that once given joy and satisfaction,

Presently act as tokens of adoration's horrible ploy,

Dreams of a future once loaded up with trust,

Presently disappear, leaving a perpetual extension.

A heart broken, injured profound inside,

An affection once solid, presently weak and dainty,

An aggravation that grasps the spirit and won't give up,

A heart that is broken, never to shine.

However, even amidst this shock and agony,

There is still expectation, an opportunity to cherish once more,

To recuperate the injuries and repair the heart,

To track down another adoration, and give it a new beginning.

For hearts that are broken, can in any case track down a way,

Once more, to adore, and pursue the aggravation away,

Furthermore, however the scars might wait for some time,

Love can mend, and bring back a grin.