I've heard it mentioned many times <br />'a broken heart'. <br />Ah I thought, a sentimental time <br />a time of wishing that someone dear <br />was not so very far from here. <br />But no! <br />How ignorant of me; <br />now I feel it inside, <br />shattered, broken, bleeding, bruised, <br />and not by one event <br />not the missing of a loved one <br />who had been heaven sent. <br /> <br />No this is a broken heart <br />caused by realisation of suffering; <br />by suffering the realisation <br />that there is so much pain, <br />and fear; <br />and it breaks hearts. <br />And how does that feel? <br />Like the crimson life force seeps away <br />into a gutter of deep despair. <br /> <br />Give me a bandage of hope <br />and a tourniquet of courage <br />and a surgeon of faith, <br />that the flow may be stemmed. <br />Let peace and tranquillity <br />flow unhindered throughout all <br />so that mans' heart may heal, <br />because it is broken; <br />I know. <br />The only cure found in complete rest.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-heart-69/
