Waiting on a broken heart

Where do broken hearts abide?
Who fixes them?
Who picks up the pieces?
Who applies the glue?

Is there hope of a cure?
A war has erupted within
Emotion raging against thought
A myriad of feelings, questions, guesses

A dark shadow has washed over me
I feel burdened with the debris
That has led me astray
Left stark and bare for the world to see

There is nothing more to give
My heart has been taken away
Weighted down and
Drowned at sea

Perhaps that’s where broken hearts go
To the ocean floor
In a place where not even
The light of day dare reach

I hope it will come back to me
One day, in some way
The chains will be broken
And the tide will bring it home

Until when, until then
I wait, I watch and I hope to see
Waiting for the day
You come back to me

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