Dust

How do you mend a broken heart

That's shattered into pieces

I tried taping together the scars

But the cracks somehow increases

It's like a puzzle that's left undone

Scattered from here to there

Strewn about like fallen leaves

And lying everywhere

Bigger pieces crumble when touched

I cannot stop these breaks

For even glue will not do

When the pieces turn to flakes

It falls apart inside my hand

I'm even too scared to breathe

Without a heart to love and feel

I'm even too broken to grieve

My heart was used for many things

Like fear, compassion or trust

But now my heart cannot be saved

For it's shattered into dust

Reviews

[The Pain Stays Fresh]

This is so sad! So much emotion and vivid imagery. You're an amazing poet. :)