BRUISED HEART

These are the bruises that don't show -

BRUISED HEART

It took awhile for my arm to heal,
the bruises still visible to the eye;
No one sees the scars I bear
and no one will hear me cry.

I don't talk about the endless nights
when sleep would answer prayers;
I hear instead words that cut deep
and it seems no one really cares.

No one will ever know the pain
as I lie there in the dark;
Silently asking God above
to heal my old bruised heart.

There may yet be a better life
if I can get far enough away;
So that I never again endure
what I've gone through each day.

A bruised heart in time will die
and no longer bear the pain;
When hope is gone and love is lost
It will not beat again.

Countrymom
8/8/03