O what is this pain <br />that is reaping me apart? <br />It is shooting true my stomach <br />Dissecting my heart <br /> <br />My heart, my heart! <br />It's been trampled upon, <br />had bled, ached and still mended. <br /> <br />It stood against the test of time; <br />Years of wear and tear <br />threatened damage beyond repair, but <br />still kept ticking, sustaining my life <br />unaware of its fate, <br />worst then a stab with a knife <br /> <br />My heart, my heart! <br />In trouble has now landed <br />inconceivable names i was branded <br />The words that you uttered with hate <br />has brought my heart in this state. <br /> <br />It shattered in million peaces <br />and no one can put it together. <br />My heart will remain <br />broken forever......... <br /> <br /> 15/3/2009<br /><br />Milica Franchi De Luri<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-150/
