Touched By A Broken Heart Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

There is a void I feel today
an emptiness, far deeper than before
I feel it in each silent moment
and my heart feels but cannot comment
'Cease! ! ' it does finally, hopelessly, implore

But the volume of silent pain increases..
creeps through each shut door
Trying to remember when, last
Life was free and easy and not a weary chore
But today, somehow, it all hurts much more

She said she was brokenhearted and her soul was lost
and I stopped and understood so well, the cost
I offered her my shoulder and my hand
When she confided her sad loss, the flames were fanned
But she was hurting and didn't really understand

I struggled to be strong for her
I fought so hard inside to smile
To take away her pain and walk with her the mile
But inside I did something I never should have done
I let my own heart open wide, as the starter fired his gun

She told me I was a help
and she felt she found a friend
Beside her I knelt and prayed for her to mend
And then I thought I saw within her pain a clear and pure heart
and that is the moment that I felt something inside start

I tried to dismiss the feeling
as a convenient fascination or infatuation
But that was not at all the actual sensation
I felt the presence of an Angel heart
and was struck with fear, that finding her, she would part

And then the news came somehow
Wrapped in a polite reply
That she needed to mourn her lost love
and to feel the pain. Alone she needed to cry
and my own heart broke as I felt it as a goodbye

How could I have cared so fast
and put myself in such known danger
for the sake of noticing the sadness of a stranger
I lay her hurting inside, like someone has died
or a hustler has just sold me out and taken me for a ride

But this sadness stuck a chord so deep
Inside my heart, held together with paper and string
That today the sun is missing, and so are the birds of Spring
And all that I can think of is the momentary smile
that to this weary heart she first did bring

I wait for her inside my dark and lonely place
waiting to see if the smile returns to her face
I wonder if I'm destined to be her heartfelt friend
but my heart decided, at the get-go
To love, protect her and to defend

But this day I feel so lost and broken
No word from her received or spoken
In empty silence I am drowning; but my heart awoken
My spirit awaits the verdict as my heart feels it's just a token
The hung jury deliberates, while the noose is already chokin'