Blackened Heart

Once a heart has been broken so many times

It becomes blackened from the glue used to repair it.

It has no fear, nor care, nor love available for a relationship.

Everything becomes a joke.

Nothing taken seriously.

It laughs at everything.

A wall has been built to surround the blackened heart.

No mere person or thing can crack the wall.

And even less can break it down.

There are several paths to the wall yet they all become only one.

They must all be taken or the single path itself will never be met.

You must travel the path through the eyes, the window to the soul.

You must travel the path through the lips with the gentle kiss and shining smile.

Never forget the path through the ears with pleasant conversation that never bores.

There must be a path through the hands, for the slightest touch can say more than words.

Through these paths they become one which meets at the wall.

Bonding strong together the wall will crack and someday begin to fall.

Once inside the once strong wall, it shall be built again.

Bonding you now to the heart.

Staying for life in the soul.

Always a memory of the wonderful things it has taken to achieve your place.

Always a wonderful dream of the days yet to come and become memories as well.