Handle with care

Go gentle with this heart
For what can not be seen
The scars of unrequited love
And the cessation of the dreams

The rose that smelled so appealing
Was surrounded by the thorns
Made marks too often to mention
A reluctance to love was born

Jealousy
Neglect
Indifference
Have made unappealing where I stand

Trust
Empathy
Compassion
Wide vacancies in this land

But like the seasons ever changing
Still present just hard to see
Is a human being worth knowing
Key the lock and he will be freed