Lonely Heart
Upon a bed of broken hope,There lies a lonely heart
The soul was shattered by the pieces, As it fell apart.
Tainted by the wounds of time, It lay in slumbered waste
Forever lost among the hopes and dreams of yesterday.
Unable now to lend a comfort to the painful tears inside
Covered with a cloak of sorrow, it's found a place to hide.
Buried deep within the thoughts, that faces every day
Are burning questions of the games that were always played.
Upon the edge of sanity, There comes a sweet release
A place to lay the heartache down, and finally go to sleep
A haven to the hurtful words that formed an alibi
Followed there among the truths that died among the lies.
Now, lonely is the heart that waits, upon the bed of hope
Contained within the bitterness that's crushed the very soul.
By: Victoria Wilkins
Aishu-Cakes Community Member 
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