From the heart...

It is amazing how incredibly insightful and deep a broken heart is.
To deny it or ignore it will only lead to trouble.
Through the tears that fall into a wound with such a strong pulse,
You see things you may have never wanted to see,
About yourself,
About the one who broke your heart.
Did the damage come with no warning,
Did you wake up up to a bleeding heart,
A pool of tears on your pillow.
Trying to find out how it happened,
Trying to find out how you got there.
Then when it all becomes clear,
The knife goes back in and makes the cut even deeper.
Your cries for help fall on deaf ears.
You are in a moment of complete and utter despair.
On your knees,
Hands tightly clenching your chest,
Trying to remember how to breathe,
You can't speak,
You can't move,
You can only feel.
Feel the deep ache that has just hit you like a storm.
As you stand and rise against all the odds,
You catch a glimpse of how the wreck came to be,
You won't fall this time but you grab your heart,
Secure it,
Keep it safe,
Gaurd it from being hit again.
The wound has not healed,
Unsure of when it will,
You refuse to put your hands down,
Always prepared for a fight,
A fight to defend all that you are.
One blow and you will fall apart again.
You know when it heals,
You will dance in the glory that is life,
That is LOVE.
There is no way to avoid the scrapes and bumps that will come your way.
They hurt more then before,
They always bring back the pain of that old scar.
Trying to move on before your heart is ready,
Desperately trying to not let it destroy you,
Holding on to all you are,
While hanging onto a breaking branch,
Knowing that there will be someone to catch you when it breaks.
But will it be the one you are aching for in your soul,
The one who with one look,
One touch,
One word,
The one who captivates your entire self just by being there in front of you.
As you come back to reality,
On your knees in the pouring rain,
Holding your heart,
Tears soaking your face,
Trying to remember how to breathe.
You see a hand,
Reaching down for you,
A face coming to your level,
A touch wiping your eyes,
A voice saying,
"Take a deep breath",
And a bandage for your bleeding wound.