Wreckage

HannahElisabeth


Notice of absence from HannahElisabeth
Taking a long overdue mental health vacation. I will check in when I can.

When I said I needed space

 

Some calm after the storm

 

I really needed your embrace,

 

Some safety and some warmth

 

So tell me,

 

How it feels to break

 

The things you meant to love

 

Your heart was never mine to take

 

And mine was not enough

  • Author: HannahElisabeth (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 31st, 2021 02:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this when I was coming to terms with a massively unhealthy relationship that I knew I needed to leave but wasn't sure how to.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 27
  • Users favorite of this poem: Coyote, Heart of Babel
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  • dusk arising

    Sadness and loss will always leave us with the pain of unanswered questions which cheat our perception. Time does it's healing thing and reason begins it's return to our lives. Time spent alone is so important when regaining strength and wise words on paper refresh the memories of newfound wisdoms.

  • L. B. Mek

    we've all been there
    for most of us, on both sides
    of that blame coin;
    left, tossed - dropped and scarred
    scared, of reaching for once attainable heights
    all cos, a mistake or a misunderstanding
    that regret translated, as either - of us
    not caring, enough
    to prevent, the inevitable potential for demise
    in all our choices...
    wonderfully honest, thanks for sharing dear poet

  • Coyote

    Hannah, you are on fire my friend! One awesome poem after another. This is great work.

    • HannahElisabeth

      You are far too kind! I apologize for the late responses, I needed a break from social media for a bit



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