Broken Heart

Where is the love that once was ours
How many years has it been?
Since you took the sun and left me showers
How much rain have I seen?
My broken heart will never heal
The fissure is deep and wide,
With only a superficial seal
That opens and bleeds inside;
When all the hurt is again revealed
By the hurtful memories I thought where sealed.

The knife that cut was long and thin,
Silent as it slid right in.
It gave me pain that I could not bear,
So hot and searing was the tear
That ripped my heart so deep and wide;
And I cried as I have never cried.
I swore, stamped and got up steam
To howl and scream as in a dream.
I was angry, despondent, suicidal and mad
The love was gone the love I had.
Betrayed dejected depressed and alone
I felt my broken heart turn to stone.

<©> Valerie Cook 2001