My Glass Heart Poem by Sharron Stephenson

my lonely heart
my broken heart
my silent heart
pulsing two three four

my crying eyes
my weeping eyes
my torn signs

memories are faded slowly
passion folding fast
words are leaving my mouth caught and
out

pictures and sleep I see and don't
awake and hurting
pain and cuddles I have and I need

walking around the mind of sorrow and
mist and mirrors of glass
light and down
wrapped and worn

arms are stretched out
no steps are taking
my lonely heart