Tale of the Heart

When the world is full of life.
Feeling all the wonders there are.
Everything was pure and without strife.
Nothing could possibly become grey.

Making it by very much unscathed.
This heart beating inside.
It's been safeguarded by many.
Many walls hold all well away.

Floating around in this bubble.
Cocooned from the terrors beyond.
Beyond the walls that are there.
Nothing can break through the barrier.

Until one day - something does.
It rang through and true.
A beating heart to match it's own.
The unmistakable sound of brilliance.

Light made all the whiter.
Life made all the richer.
Love no longer confined behind.
Behind these walls heavily guarded.

Laughter filled the air around.
Happiness began to surround.
The hidden looks filled with nervousness.
This seemed like something much more.

More than the fairy-tales read.
More than imaginings inside ones head.
Much more than all that had been said.
One could not deny the truth.

Until the truth became uncovered.
Horror filled the heart that was bright.
The pangs of disbelief grew stronger.
Wracking this body raw.

This was more than sadness.
The weight of all that had been.
Hung heavy upon the shoulders.
Now sagged from caring so much.

Loneliness creeps in like a thief.
Stalking around with it's empty hands.
Feeding on the self-doubt and fear.
Haunted eyes stare ahead blankly.

The heaviness of the events gone by.
Lie broken and cold underneath.
As this body lays frozen inside.
Inside for not a soul to see.

The walls are slowly rebuilt with time.
For time moves on by despite it all.
Taking no notice to the pain.
Of those living on borrowed time.

All previous barriers have been fortified.
Made all the stronger than before.
Surely none can scale beyond these walls.
Of a heart that's long been broken.

 Copyright 2018 Lauren Hall ©