To The Brokenhearted - Re-posted

What kind of heart just walks away

And leaves it all behind?
What kind of person just lets go
And becomes hard to find?
 
What kind of soul can turn away
And not look back with tears?
How hard must that heart have become
To block out all those years?
 
Perhaps it’s not a hardened heart,
But one that broke that day;
A heart so damaged it must hide,
One too shattered to pray.
 
Perhaps it drowned, the day it broke,
In tears that have run dry,
For how can love grow green within
The desert of that eye?
 
Or maybe it took what was left,
The little it could save,
And buried it within itself,
A fearful, living grave.
 
What kind of heart just walks away
And leaves its love behind?
The kind that crawls away through shards
That used to be its mind.
 
Psalm 34:18
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.