Heart

Heart

Of stone

So cold

And fragile to hold

With barriers

To block out

The pain

Uncareful hands left behind

Withered and beaten

Broken and shattered

Barely beating

Blackened with bruises

It falls to ash 

In the darkness

In which it

Has come to know

Craving

An angel

To save it

And once again

Make it whole

So it can heal

And grow

To perfection

Without

All the poison

Which infects

The very core of its

Now lifeless center