Broken Heart
"A dagger of pain, a tear of grief,"
by Constance La France"
Pain, like a dark secret, will descend
it cares not how we fit into life
a recurring nightmare with no end
stabbing senses with razor-sharp knife
It transforms joy into hills of strife
Myriad ways for grief to consume
Disbelief midst the thickness of gloom
a flood of tears, like waves being tossed
hours alone, darkness fills the room
The heart is covered with bitter frost
Grief overwhelms as sadness invades
it's as if life has closed window shades
sadness finds the core of our being
fragile hopefulness becomes decayed
we need sun's exhuberant healing
Letting light in, we begin to feel
blossoms, trees, sunsets are again real
Brightly, sunlight glows warm on our face
Opening eyes, a promise reveals
the entire world for us to embrace.
May 15, 2023
for "Writing Challenge - A Quotes
by Constance La France
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