In the silence of the shadows
a heart lay in tatters,
torn apart by loves advances
of an unwanted kind.
Bruised and beaten by distant
forays of fear and fist.
The heart once warm and loving,
now in the silence of the shadows
is held by threads of fear,
waits for repair
in the morning light of day.
29 October 2009
David Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silence-of-the-shadows/
