A heart without tomorrow

My love garden remains unweeded, Each planted flower slowly wilting. A shadow spreads across my sunlight, And a storm lingers without rainfall. Sad teardrops fall from my broken heart, No blood shed, yet my worlds fall apart. Agony, sorrow, deep dejection— Reflections in my shattered mirror. My tear burns hot enough to bake bread, Depression drapes a cloak on my head. Love tortures like a lonely scarecrow, Left to frighten birds in a rice field. The bridge between our hearts lies broken, Our love drifted with the tidal wave, To an abyss filled with just sorrow, Leaving my heart without tomorrow.