Deep and dusky, far away,
shielded from the light of day,
a heart afraid to feel the heat,
builds another wall complete,
not knowing ever if, not when,
it can try to love again.
Broken pieces, scattered dreams,
unseen tears an unheard screams,
bottled up inside this shell,
of a heart protected all too well,
in armor safe I built within,
afraid to try to love again.
Will this heart ever break the chain,
of sorrow, cheating, lies and pain?
Will it reach for the gentle, loving touch,
of the hand it needs to feel so much?
If only it could know just when,
to try and love again.