My life is pieces on the floor.
My soul is a pin in a cavern deep
Blinking, searching for my peaces
A shattered child on the floor
I’m broken, beating
Fight! stand up and fight!
Why? I don’t want you anymore
It hasn’t sunken in
I’m terrified
Who am I not to love you?
Where will I go?
I feel happy
Thinking I won’t have
To worry over your anger
Anxiety’s gone
I am still connected with you
But I get to keep me
I get to claim myself and not be
Forever miserably yours
I can love freely those
Who appreciate it
Who receive it.
I don’t think you love anyone
Especially not yourself.
Am I a possession?
Property you want back?
Well we are shattered on the floor
And I don’t even want
To put us back together…
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Author:
Celliehwyn89 (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2016 14:06
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Great write
WELCOME CELLIE ~ Thanks for a well written and powerful first poem. LOVE is the best and worst emotion and experience we will ever have ! When it's GOOD it's very very good ~ but when it goes BAD it's horrid. Your poem is intriguing and explores "Aspects of Love". The final triplet is very very sad ~ BUT ~ in my experience it does happen ! Well we are shattered on the floor # And I don't even want # To put us back together ! Broken hearts and broken lives never mend. Thanks for sharin' BRIAN
But I will grow a new heart out of the ashes. Thanks for the comments guys. 🙂
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