BLESS THE BROKEN HEART

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    BLESS THE BROKEN HEART

    FOR YEARS I LOOK INTO MY LIFE WISHING HOPING SOMEONE COULD SEE BY MY PAST AND SEE THE MAN I AM NOW I OFTEN WONDERED WHY SO MANY TIMES LOVE HAS PASSED ME BY IS IT A DESIGN THAT ALL GOOD MEN PAY FOR WHAT OTHERS DO IS IT JUST NOT MY TIME WHY DO I HAVE TO SIT HERE EVERYDAY AND THINK WHY CANT SOMEONE JUST SEE MY HEART IS IT LOCKED  IS IT NOT THERE I ALWAYS WISHED THAT MAYBE I COULD LIVE MY LIFE AND NOT WORRIE ABOUT LOVE BUT ISNT LOVE WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY DONT YOU SIT AND WISH YOU COULD BE THERE WITH SOMEONE TO LOOK AT THEM TO SAY I AM PROUD TO LIVE AND DIE FOR YOU TO HOLD HER LIKE THERE IS NOT A DAY LEFT IN YOUR LIVES TO SEE ONLY THE GOOD THINGS THE WAY SHE MOVES THE WAY SHE THINKS THE WAY SHE LOOKS AT YOU TO SEE IF YOU ARE ALL SHE COULD EVER WANT TO SEE HER EYES SHINE TO KNOW REALLY THAT SHE IS IN YOUR LIFE SO MUCH THAT WITHOUT HER YOU WOULD BE LOST IS THERE THAT GIRL OUT THERE THAT FEELS ME THE WAY MY HEART IS SO BROKEN THAT THERE MAY BE NOTHING THAT CAN EVER MEND IT AGAIN TO JUST GIVE UP AND SAY MAYBE I SHOULD DIE UNHAPPY SHOULD I JUST SAY THIS IS THE END OF MY JOUNEY INTO SOMEONES HEART CAN A GIRL REALLY FEEL THAT I HAVE SO MUCH LOVE IN MY HEART THAT ITS READY TO BLOW TO PIECES CAN SHE FEEL THAT I NEED HER IN MY LIFE SO MUCH THAT I FALL TO MY KNEES AND BREAK DOWN FOR I FEEL THAT MY FOREVER HAS COME AND GONE ALL I HAVE I FEEL IS A WASTE BECAUSE I JUST WANT HER TO FEEL MY LIFE AS HERS AND TO BE SO CLOSE THAT IT TRULY FEELS THAT WE ARE WHOLE AS ONE STILL EVERYDAY MY LORD I PRAY FOR YOU TO GIVE ME THAT SUNSHINE WHEN IT HAS SEEMED ALL MY LIFE IS ABOUT IS RAIN IS THERE A SUMMER THAT CAN BE PLEASENT TO ME THAT CAN RE START MY HEART TO BE NEW AND YOUNG AGAIN ALL OF MY DAYS I WAIT FOR YOU ARE YOU EVEN THERE HOW LONG HOW MUCH LONGER DOES MY LIFE HAVE TO BE EMPTY SO PLAIN MY HEART IS BROKEN AND STILL I RISE TO SEE IF IT IS TODAY THAT ALL OF MY WORRIES AND SORROWS ARE GONE I WAIT FOR YOU ILL WAIT FOR YOU UNTILL I CANT WALK I CANT TALK I AM SO NEAR DEATH THAT I CAN TASTE THE DIRT ILL WAIT HERE RIGHT HERE FOR YOU FOREVER UNTILL THE END OF TIME

    LOVE YOURS ALWAYS

    JAY

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    truehearz’s Poems (9)

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    A LIFETIME WAITING FOR YOU 0
    THEY SAY ALOT,IVE SEEN IN YOU 0
    I NEVER KNEW LONELY 0
    RAINY DAYS 0
    BLESS THE BROKEN HEART 0
    THE MEANING OF LIFE 0
    I LOVED YOU THIS MUCH 0
    MY WORLD SURROUNDS YOU 0
    MY PRAYER 2