My broken heart, a shattered dream,
A once whole love, now a fractured scheme.
It's a wound that won't heal, a scar that remains,
A reminder of the love that could never sustain.

It's a storm that rages, a tempest in the night,
A never-ending cycle of tears and sorrow and blight.
It's a river of sadness, a sea of despair,
A chasm of emptiness, a void that to bear.

But my broken heart is also a reminder,
Of the love that we shared and the memories that we'll never forget.
It's a call to action, a reason to fight,
A chance to heal and to move on and to find new light.

© 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙖.𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙙