Behind a wall,
Scraped, bruised and broken,
Lies my heart,
Awaiting the one who will fix it.
Take the jumbled mess that is left and make it whole again.
How long will it take?
Will I be like this forever?
Heartbreak after heartbreak,
The pieces get smaller and smaller,
What if he gets here and all thats left are grains of sand?
Will he still be able to mend my broken heart?
Or will it be unfixable?
I can not see far ahead my heart shattered again and again,
Time after time I look back at the bad relationships that I have had.
I still don't see my night in shinning armor riding up on his noble steed.
When will the pain stop?
When will the hurt leave?
When can I breath freely for the first time in years?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great title - words are a real crying out. GOD is love