I Write Poetry
I have lost again.
There is nothing to do.
You’re gone
and we’re through.
You took everything,
gave me nothing
except a broken heart.
All that’s left of me
are the pieces you saw fit to leave behind.
A broken heart
needs time to mend,
and this will take a lifetime.
All the things you said,
things you still do,
don’t they mean anything?
I have lost again
and love scoffs me in the face,
sneering at my soreness.
I have lost once again.
I lost the love I so dierly need.
I lost the man my heart yearns for.
I am lost
alone
broken.
And if I stay this way
I’m forever blinded by tears
and never urged to try again.
There is nothing to do.
You’re gone
and we’re through.
You took everything,
gave me nothing
except a broken heart.
All that’s left of me
are the pieces you saw fit to leave behind.
A broken heart
needs time to mend,
and this will take a lifetime.
All the things you said,
things you still do,
don’t they mean anything?
I have lost again
and love scoffs me in the face,
sneering at my soreness.
I have lost once again.
I lost the love I so dierly need.
I lost the man my heart yearns for.
I am lost
alone
broken.
And if I stay this way
I’m forever blinded by tears
and never urged to try again.