I looked and found my chest empty.
A void where heartbeat ceased.
The shattered, broken heart is gone.
I should have saved some bits and pieces
And now I’m left with none.
A corner that is dark and bare.
Stripped clean of love and all the cares.
So I dug and dug.
Deeper and deeper.
Then I dug some more.
And in that hole, a seed I planted.
Hoping there can grow another,
One that’s shiny, happy and new.
For it is still dark and bare,
The place where my heart once were.
A Thorned Rose 