A heart of chaos

Has finally made its choice.

Is it the wrong choice?

A heart filled with pain

Is turning back to the past.

It's salt in old wounds.

A heart in despair

Slowly being torn apart

By its own actions.

A heart decided

To trust someone it shouldn't.

Or can it trust him?

The heart does nothing

It must be patient and wait

For answers to come

This heart is broken

Never again to be fixed

It's beyond repair.

This heart is finished

It's done fighting with the head

Laying in turmoil.