Monday, May 12, 2014

Mending

This heart's been broken
a hundred times before
So what's another scar
to add up to the score?
Pick up the pieces,
don another smile
Cover up with a mask
till it stops hurting for awhile.
Build up the callous
keep pushing on
Have to learn the way
to somehow be strong
The heart keeps beating,
pulse show that it's stable,
Whisper to the heart
That love is a simple fable
Long after, it's mended
with the finest of thread
God picks up the heart
and lifts up the head.

January 4, 2014