Broken

Broken is my heart
Broken it is
Broken like a million shards of glass
Broken and kicked away

There it lies bleeding
In a dark dusty corner
Thirsty for a little light
For a gentle kind word

It creeps, it crawls
To seek what it may
Perhaps find some peace
Or stumble in dismay

“Hope! Hope!" They say
Hope, to it, is the crow's call
“Hope for a brighter day"
Isn't it better to end it all?

Parched is the land
Seek water but all you get is the sand
Coarse and dry, it burns your throat
Making you croak a silent cry

Tired is the soul
Tired are the feet
Dreading through Sheol
Dragging life along

Life is distant
Like the sun that's hidden
Behind clouds so dark
Even dawn can't wake the lark

But then one day
A ray got out
Following a path or just astray
It reached my broken heart

The light fell, it came back
The glass pieces became a mirror
Casting back a thousand pictures
A collage of what once were

You may not like what you see
The picture is not pretty
It is what it is
A sharp shadow of reality

Empty, dark, the soul it reeks
Putrid air is all it breathes
What is love? What is hope?
All day long, I do mope

There's more to life, more to me
But my strength is no more with me
All roads are blocked, no path I see
Every breath I take is vanity

What should I struggle for?
Why should I stand?
My wounds are still sore
This pain can I no longer withstand

Weary of bone
Weary of soul
Where my heart should've been
There's only a hole

How do I love
Or shed tears of care?
Without trust or faith
When every turn could be a snare?

Fear shackles me
Courage can set me free
Courage to trust, to once again believe
To befriend myself, not be my enemy