Torn To Pieces

Those dark days spent when my spirit weary Bereft of hope, joy and song I lay entombed within my room Whispered thoughts to pen and paper Seeking solace in written verse My heart torn cut to pieces I wrote of external things but not my trials No one knew, no one could see The pain I carried beneath feign smiles I struggled blindly through halls of darkness Seeking respite from my faith My heart torn cut to pieces With no foreknowledge there would come A stranger, who between lines would read, My whispered thoughts and through his pen Reach down deep where none have been With gentle hands to stitch and mend My torn heart cut to pieces Your persistent care, your words that soothe Across the miles my burden bearing You brought the light to guide my way With endearing names and ten page letters Bringing much laughter to ease my pain And heal my heart that once was torn