you left my heart un-mended

cut deep into my soul

leaving me wary of those around me so much

that now i wear a crown of thorns.

it protects me from further heartbreak

while leaving my wounds unhealed.

wont you please come back with a sewing kit?

run a cross stitch along the broken seams of my beating heart.

One stitch could be the start of mending this broken heart.

There is a stake inside my soul,

Going deeper each minute that you’re gone.

So please come back to me.

each second you stay here, the longer you prolong my death.

You’re killing me in your absents,

yet you murdered me with your love.

copyright Mariah Lichty 2010