A weeping heart is like an open sore
It just sheds tears instead of gore,
It hurts as much as salt in a wound
And feels like it has been harpooned.
A sore can heal with a scab in time
But a hurting heart can take a lifetime,
A sore may not even leave a scar
But a scar on the heart is like a memoir.
A heart may collect a scar or two
It could be more that it may accrue,
No matter how many it will survive
Finding true love will help it revive.
