A MESS OF HEART-BREAK by Robert Davidson Her passing took his last spark of life Left him bereft with only his grief to bear The last bit of his heart's dream was taken - A love portion so precious and rare. A mess of heart-break Not told in words but in sobs I miss her so bad Intense is my cry as my breaking heart throbs. I cry out From the bottomless well of my loneliness I cry my sorrow aloud So much ache and sadness, I wear like a ghostly shroud. A mess of heart-break Not told in words but in sobs I miss her so bad Intrense is my cry as my breaking heart throbs. He was aware things were closing down for him As they laid her beneath the broken sod A man who had wrestled his demon and lost Was now ready to go home to God.
