Heartache

Heartache

My eyes are mirrors
of a lonely heart,
look deep now
the pain will start.

My soul is bare
showing all desire,
burning,dying
in an endless fire.

Broken pieces cut
the strings of caring,
tearing all the feeling
with such daring.

The mirror cracks
tears fall through,
a dying love
that once was new.

The life gone
from the very being,
sadness keeps the
eyes from seeing.

To kill a love
never more to live,
to be alone
never more to give.