MY HIDDEN HEART

 

Within the inner chambers

Of my hidden heart

Are secret things only I know

Things I have no desire to impart

 

 

Things that I’ve buried there

Things from long ago

But also current things

I want no one else to know

 

 

My greatest weaknesses

Are locked safely there

As are my worst moments

That I have no desire to share

 

 

Things I wish I had never done

But things I cannot elude

Memories that still cause me pain

Things I never want viewed

 

 

Hurtful words I wish I could rescind

But once spoken hard to reclaim

Words that hurt both friend and foe

Now I bear the weight of my shame

 

 

Foolish things that now hurt me more

But that shadow is hard to shake

Others now view me less than before

As I bob helplessly in their wake

 

 

Also buried there

Are dreams I kept alive

For things I wanted dearly

Dreams I hoped would survive

 

 

But so often these hopes died alone

Buried within my secret heart

Their demise unknown to all but me

Those dreams and I now far apart

 

 

My hopes

In ashes now reside

And the pain of unmet wants

Refuses to subside

 

 

It’s difficult to disguise

All that’s hidden within

To keep an outer visage

That belies my inner chagrin

 

 

So where do I turn

To relieve this inner torment

Who can I trust

Or to whom can I be sent

 

 

Despite my best efforts

To extinguish this inner fire

I have yet to find the peace

To which I secretly aspire

 

 

Is there anyone

Who knows how I feel

Is there anyone

With the ability to heal

 

 

As my aching inner heart

Reaches outward for relief

A gentle whisper speaks to my soul

With a promised end to my grief

 

 

This hopeful thought

Is almost imperceptible at first

But like a single drop of water

It offers hope to my vivid thirst

 

 

But with each drop I consume

The light grows brighter yet

The message becomes more focused

And hope seems a better bet

 

 

There is One in whom I can trust

And One to whom I can turn

There is One who understands

And One for whom I can rightfully yearn

 

 

Who came to bind up the broken heart

To free those bound by their past

Who can still the ache of a tortured heart

And whose healing may forever last