Broken Heart
my heart was slowly broken,i felt it break apart,
my chest opened up like a cavern,
and i felt that which was once whole,
fall out,
piece by precious piece.
there was no stray thought to my feelings,
or if id be okay in the end,
u just went about your business,
as if nothing had happened between us,
as if,
we had never been.
when you left i gathered the pieces,
i tried to repair what was left of my heart,
i tried so many ways it wasn't funny,
from glue to duct tape i tried,
to repair that which had shattered,
never guessing the truth.
i had been told that if something was broken,
not to fix it,
because once something has broken,
it is easier to damage in the future,
and a shattered heart,
alas, it cannot break anymore.
so here i stand,
holding the pieces of my heart,
offering it to you,
and jumping into the lake of the unknown,
headfirst and trusting,
that you will repair and take care....
of this fragile..... hopeful.... broken.... heart.
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