Take heed a tortured heart to heal <br />Scarred and bruised like orange peel <br />Worn, now empty cast aside <br />Like so much flotsome on the tide <br /> <br />It beats a lonely tune for one <br />Devoid of feeling, cold and numb <br />Its melody, now a requiem <br />That rides the wind of a distant fen <br /> <br />Empty cold, its essence gone <br />No spark or magic to keep it strong <br />Battered by the tears of time <br />No longer theirs and barely mine <br /> <br />Deprived of hope, its plea's unheard <br />Its grief unshared, like a wounded bird <br />Turned inside out and torn apart <br />An Epitath to a broken heart. <br /> <br />© S.E.S<br /><br />Sara Stowell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-heart-epitath/
