Weary Heart

My dreams lie shattered at my feet,

Too heavy now this defeat.

No strength left to pick up the pieces,

Of hopes and plans torn to pieces.

The road stretches long ahead,

It's twists and turns fill me with dread.

Easier to sit here instead,

And rest my weary heart that bled.

Let numbness take over within,

A respite from sorrow and chagrin.

No more stumbling down dead ends,

Just sweet surrender that mends

This broken spirit now hollow,

Weighed down by burdens I drag and tow.

Perhaps giving up is best,

No more endless strife and quests.

Find solace in stillness and rest,

Forget ambitions that went unblessed.

No more waging fruitless fight,

When surrender brings its own light.

Let go ambitions that led me astray,

Find comfort in calling it a day.

Give up the pain and loss endured,

For gentle peace now offered.

Sleep my dreams that have been shattered,

Bury hopes in days scattered.

Soothe my wounds and allow healing,

By to exhaustion finally kneeling.

Let tears wash away stains of rejection,

Open my hands and find redirection.

In quiet surrender, start to mend,

And discover hope waiting just around the bend.