Broken Hearted

“To break my heart, is to break it apart”

My heart inside was like a beautiful coastline

You moulded it, for your love was the sea

You gave my cardiac walls the perfect design

In joy your love touched my heart gently

But in sadness your affection as a rough wave

Devotion driven by an angry wind

Eroding my walls under which they were enslaved

For love like water on my heart splashing

My broken walls disappeared within each retreat

Into your reservoir of affection

All the strength of my towers destroyed bit by bit

Inside now a cliff and the beauty is gone

For your adoration was as cruel as death

Leaving me with wounds as deep as despair

And as cheerless as a grave is what I have left

A broken heart’s sediments far and near

“To break my heart, is to break it apart”