Once I had a heart, when I lost it I do not know,
It did not suddenly disappear,
Hardened by life's constant knocks,
Turning first into stone,
Then being shattered into a billion tiny pieces,
Too many pieces to save, to many to think about,
It could have been the slow erosion caused by continuous chipping at the edges,
That finally wore it away,
I only know it is not around anymore,
As all feeling has left this shattered heart.
Filled now with only the sorrow I feel in my gut,
I am now heartless and worthless, that is me,
No self-pity, just numbness in my all,
I grind on, for what I no not know,
Self-motivation is a chapter in a book,
Long forgotten now, I barely cling to what life has left.
It is said 'That taking is the easy way',
I suppose when despair is upon you,
It may be the next step perhaps,
Only time will tell, blameless time,
Time the giver and the taker.
A heart my life needs heart!
A life my kingdom for aheart!
