Hearts break all the time,

It's like a bad rhyme;

At first it all sounds fine,

But then you read the next line.

Joy abounds in tehearts of lovers,

Unknowingly a dark day hovers;

All is lost in seconds,

Every minute counts when the end beckons.

The broken can not see the light,

They've lost all faith and fight;

Sorrow is all they know,

Tears are all they have to show.

God calls you to rest,

Broken-hearted, His will is best.