A broken heart is like a shattered glass,
Fragments scattered, all a hopeless mass.
The pain, it pierces, like a thousand knives,
Each memory, a splinter that survives.

The future seems a blur, a murky haze,
With no direction, no clear path to blaze.
The past is haunted, with regret and woe,
Like ghosts that linger, a heavy toll to tow.

But time will heal, as time will tell,
New experiences, new memories to make,
New paths to follow, a different way to take.
The future may be bright, or dark and dreary,
But only time will tell, so don't be weary.

With patience, healing can be found,
Grief will fade, and joy be crowned.
Life is full of ups and downs,
But broken hearts can turn around.

❤️‍🩹✍️


© Jennifer