My Weak Heart

My Weak Heart is cluttered with pain My Weak Heart lives in vain emotions deeply runs wild what has been done to My Weak Heart is foul no love here just sorrow I will not wait for tommrrow for a burden to be placed there because My Weak Heart just can't bare I've taken a jab to the heart that cuts in between,and splits it apart My Weak Heart cannot be restored back together instead it lies there helpless like a feather.