My heat is aching, my heart is breaking. <br />When will my pain end? <br />When can I begin again? <br />Till the end I pray not. <br />My heart is aching, my body breaking. <br />My sole is bleeding, my toes are weeping. <br /> <br />I walk further and further from my home, can I go back? <br />Will I go back? <br /> <br />My heart is aching, my heart is breaking. <br />When will I begin to mend? <br />When will I hear the soft whispers on the wind telling me to make amends? <br />Till the tears I shed die. <br />My heat is aching, my heart is breaking. <br />My sole if fleeing, my heart lies agape. <br /> <br />I journey to find my peace. <br />Will I ever find what I seek? <br /> <br />My heart is aching, my heart is breaking. <br />When I see him in the end, my heart will mend. <br />When I call home again. <br />Till the end I fret not. <br />My heart is aching, my heart is breaking. <br />My sole is shaking, my mind is reeling. <br />My heart is aching, my heart is breaking.<br /><br />Ariel Morris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-is-aching-2/
