tainted heart

It sat upon my sleeve
Bloodied, black and worn
It carried a no vacancy sign
For it was bitter
Ransacked and derelict
I remember
When it was open
Soft and kind
Willing sound and free
A venerable treasure
You came in the back door
With silver tongue and charm
Full of allure
With plans to steal it
Cunning baffling and powerful
Full of deceit and lies
A whirlwind that has left it tainted
Now just a burden of loneliness
Wailing in this darkness