Heartbreak

kiwicakes<3

When you look at me what do you see

                                    Im dying to know how I’m perceived

What about me drew you in

                                                Was it my looks

                                                                                    Was it my grin

Did my energy radiate like sunshine

                                    Did you think to yourself,

I have to make her mine

You say im not the like rest you’ve met

                                    Even have all of your closest family and friends attest

There was just something about me I suppose

                                                That seemed to peak your interest the most

Yet in the end im left crying to my friends

                                    Wondering what changed

Was there something wrong with the love that I gave?

Maybe it’s the way I dress

                                                Or better yet maybe there’s something wrong in my head

For I can’t wrap around my mind

On how something so evil could have seemed so divine

One last question

                        Before we never speak again

                                                                        Was this ever real for you

                                                                                                            Or all just pretend

                                                                                   

  • Author: kiwicakes<3 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 5th, 2022 01:24
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 9
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • L. B. Mek

    for generations
    the mantra has been
    'love ain't real'
    'too much work'
    'broken families yielding broken families
    so why bother trying'
    'body counts, as accepted topics'
    'scoring people on appearances
    out of ten, like it's a humane thing'
    'a million playbooks on one night stands'
    all anchored by those celeb divorce rates
    with prenup's as our only relationship, guarantees...
    but now, we've lost
    what it means to be two people
    trying to build something substantial
    a way to be partners without hurting each other
    how even without happily ever-after we can still respect and treasure each other
    all this and so much more, lost
    so all that's left is this crude imitation
    of a relationship, based on flicking right
    and clicking a heart on pics
    drinking games, short lived highs
    and blink n miss, memories
    (they said people evolved from hunter gatherer's
    now we've devolved to mere thrill seekers
    slaloming past other people's hearts
    like it's an Olympic event)
    I salute anyone brave enough
    to try and seek love
    in our meaninglessly crude, age



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