The Diary of a Broken Heart (DoBH-1)

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DoBH - DN2 '24

May 26th, 2024

I begin here,
The biggest part of what has been my existence,
The biggest failure of what has been my life;
The deliverance from my heart.

I asked, how hard could it be?
He warned me,
“The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure.
Who can understand it?”

The human in me deemed this a challenge,
The spirit in me called for surrender,
But the heart took a stand;
A journey to the abyss of it all.

Cultured in the ways of hearts,
How could I surrender?
How could I back down?
Man and spirit bound together in the struggle of the mind,
A heart with a will of its own.

This was the will of my heart,
A quest to seek,
That which it had all along;
But what is life without a broken heart?
Moments of love and loss,
A meaningless meaning;
Leading to the meaning of it all.

I recall the nights of quiet despair,
The days of restless searching,
Every beat of my heart,
A step deeper into the unknown.
Yet, in every fracture, a lesson learned,
In every ache, a truth uncovered.

For in the end, the heart’s true deliverance,
Is not in its shielded walls,
But in its broken pieces,
That let the light in.

Deborah Nyamu,
DoBH,
2024.