Once was

What my heart once was,
it will never be again.

What was once peaceful,
Is now restless.

And what was once happy and cheerful,
will is now equally broken and numb.

So, as the world continues it's pattern of change,
I will forever look back at my old heart and think,

The part of me that was once strong and powerful,
will forever be known from this day forward
as fragile and weak.