In the ice-cold stone of your guarded heart
Lies a piece of me,
Caught up in barbs.
A piece that beats with forgotten cost-
An unspoken reminder of the love you lost.
It whispers to you both night and day,
Echoing with the tears I often cry....
'Ohhhh please set your haunted heart free.
Take it all...
And not just a piece of me.'
Lesa MRK
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/haunted-heart/
