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When Hearts Get Broke

wallyroo92
Tyrant of Words
United States 154awards
Joined 11th July 2012
Forum Posts: 1873

Heartbroken

I see you in a different light,  
Looking back at the road after these years,  
I don’t know if I should stay and fight,  
Especially because I see all your tears.  
You’re crying a river about to go over the  
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But I just don’t know what to think,  
I'd prepared for the worst and now it’s my call…  
And yet I’m more afraid to take to drink.  
I know what I feel for you is still real,  
I’m really hurt, disappointed and jaded,  
I’m too fucking old this kind of ordeal,  
In a way I feel sorry too but mostly degraded.  
There’s no sense in wailing - what’s the use?  
It’s just that my heart now is in a different place,  
All my poetry is hung up on a tree in a noose,  
Tainted forever whenever I see your face.
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zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
Thought Provoker
United States 2awards
Joined 12th July 2013
Forum Posts: 31

Where There's a Will There's a Way

Until the sun rises in the north and sets in the south    
I will      
Until the pounding of my hearts final beat      
I will    
Until my lungs can no longer grasp The breath passing in my last gasp The exhaling with out failing like a whisper      
Will find her and kiss her      
And even then    
Still I will      
All day long and every endless night From dark to dark my home is in her heart even seasons pass away      
Until my dying day as this feeling never fades      
I will      
I will always    
I will always love her    
I'd kill for the one I love      
I'd be killed for the one I love    
I'd take a bullet to the head for the one I love    
From the one I love      
Because at the end of the day      
No matter how hard I try to convince myself      
Why      
Why I shouldn't I just can't      
And I still love her anyway      
When I pass away my last thought will be of her      
Even now I can picture her smiling face      
My love for her will forever remain as so will she remain in my heart on my mind and inside my spirit as so long as I live      
Where you find your treasure    
There your heart will be also      
Her riches are far beyond measure    
My soulmate at first sight how do I let go     
Even when I'm gone my love for her Will reside in the thought's and mind's of the little one's      
The blood of her blood will never forget      
As long as they live when they look back      
In remembrance my love will still live on      
As long as the memories remain    
She loves me      
She loves me not      
She loved me    
She loved me lots    
I know she loved me    
She just forgot      
The things we do for love      
Oh how I love thee may I count thy many ways      
The right way and the wrong      
Not the short haul but the long the safeway from the front way Now the hard way taking the long way    
In my own way from the way back      
The sideways and across the way Now underway      
Out of the way      
Never could I unlove thee      
No way Jose      
Because I'll find a way      
Now her say her no love me no more Well him still loves her some more and by the way      
Him loves her always anyways      
God is love and love is the way and is the only way      
Love is something that is never to be lost      
But rather it's something only to be found      
When we find it we find it finding us Because those of us without it      
Are the ones truly lost      
Love let's nothing get in the way Love doesn't go half way      
It goes all the way all of the way    
Aways and will always find a way    
Love hurt's Love is sacrifice Love is doing with out so that another doesn't have to      
If there's a WE'LL    
Well there's a way      
I love you sweetheart
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Bluevelvete
Tyrant of Words
United States 74awards
Joined 21st July 2020
Forum Posts: 2349

An air of angst and ease— recycled

           
             
It's easy to breath              
   when you are gone            
             
The air is crisp and clear              
away, is the color  
of emerald darkness              
and unenviable congestion              
   
Sunshine is at it's apex              
perhaps in unspoken solidarity              
truth is boldly placed              
into the hands  
of the wearied righteous              
             
Feather-like,              
is this air             
             
It feels lighter              
  when you are gone              
             
Sweet circulations        
gusts, of those not yet born tomorrows        
cooling wisps    
blowing newfound freedom             
inspire a midas hope      
to adorn every sense       
a golden sheen, glistening    
upon every wind-kissed swirl        
       
Poignantly sieving  
all that was supposed         
but never              
was          
            
and never      
will      
be.      
           
Natural pressure ebbs            
allowing lungs to expand              
of leary recollection,           
dreamscapes untouched, preserved         
is how I feel that heartfelt, breathes              
   
cleansing and superbly virile
           
             
this air              
             
will truly be    
effortless  
   
when you stay gone    
   
and when my soulful filtering              
of              
never missing you              
scrubs              
it all away    
   
   
   
to.             
breathe.              
every.              
relieved.              
breath.          
           
           
           
           
           
             clean.              
             
             
             
             
             
   
   
   
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0ld_s0ul
Lost Thinker
Joined 17th Apr 2019
Forum Posts: 1

In bed with the devil

In bed with the devil:

The devil will fuck up the whole schedule. He grips people’s souls and twists them at every level. Like a plague they pass on their pain at a rate that’s truly incredible. Hurt people hurt people, so Lord please help me let her go.
 
These people pretend to be something their not. They give in to temptation, no matter how many souls that they rot. Making promises of the future but can’t even truly see what they got. Thanks for lighting the fire under my ass, I’m back on the path to glory, I’m hot.

The devil won’t get in. I have a lot of demons but they don’t compare to your sin. You’re sick twisted and wicked but I hope God heals you in the end. See this poem isn’t a hate message, it’s a plea to see you win.

It’s a plea to see you wake up. Stop worrying about your make up or the color of your hair. Change your heart and not your appearance and you’ll be fully aware. Awareness of the self can lead to better affairs. However, awareness without change can lead to disaster, so please be aware. Up at 4 am, not out of hate, it’s out of care. I’m actually feeling no emotions because everything’s clear.

You told me you would ruin me but I chose to see your light. Yeah it was always dim but I pictured a day when it would burn bright. I wanted you to win. I felt as true happiness was in sight. So I guess I did it to myself, this shit isn’t right.

See I’m a fucking helper, this is what I do. Busted my ass for a degree in psych. Sociology too. Working with autistic children makes me feel as if I’ve finally grew. Halfway to a masters in counseling, who would’ve knew. Helper’s can’t help but help, whether it’s a lot or a few. I finally see now that I cannot help you. IM THROUGH!!!!
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KP23
Twisted Dreamer
2awards
Joined 14th Mar 2017
Forum Posts: 10

Diamonds

What creates a troubled soul?
An unachieved goal
He had his heart stole
By a girl he gave his all

Had a ball, at the start
But like graphite flaked part by part
The soft fabrics of his heart
Got easily torn apart

From a state of bliss
travelled to a dark abyss
Route One is this
A Judas Kiss

She didn't want to be idle
So threw him in a spiral
A raffle with rivals
It's a vicious cycle
Reduce, Re-use, Recycle

"Because All men are trash"
That's what you conclude
But you have no clue
About the diamond next to you

The story behind every jerk
Is a world of hurt
A person who didn't see his worth
A woman who put him in the dirt

Below the Earth
He became a mess
Over his pain he would obsess
Deeper down, meteoric depress

Held under duress, extreme in measure
725 000 pounds of pressure
Per square inch of his chest
Would daily compress

2200 degrees Fahrenheit
Baked his emotions dry
He became dead inside
As his heart crystalized

He became untameable
He became unbreakable
Almost inflameable
His new resolve unshakable

He has recovered
So Rises up to be discovered
And many try to uncover
They come one after the other

But It's a means to an end
Romantic attachment he won't extend
He can't even pretend
After all a Diamond is a girl's bestfriend

Doesn't want any of them as his lover
They are all synthetic, have tainted color
See Only a diamond can alter another
He wants a troubled soul for a lover

He is a Diamond in the rough
A diamond that is uncut
With a shine caked with dust
Simply not polished enough

Another diamond
Knows what it's like to be hurt
Buried deep below the earth
So will Brush off all the dirt
And see his real worth

Together
they will shape each other anew
Putting past pain in rear view
Polish all their surfaces true
See each other's true value

Never on their own
A pair of precious stones
That withstood the heat,
That withstood the pressure
That formed an unshakable bond,
As they discovered treasure
Beyond measure

KP23
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nightbirdblue
Dangerous Mind
United States 9awards
Joined 24th Sep 2017
Forum Posts: 171

By The Ink of My Skin

 
I walk the stairs
to the parlor
sitting down
I recline
close my eyes
hear the sound
special wavelengths
magnetize
and dissolve
fading pigment
on my finger
where a promise
was once made
 
one year later
after the hatred
I grieve for you
confused
while I remove
this tattooed
wedding ring
familiar sting
effort made
only in vain
lessons learned
the laser snaps
another pang
but this time
it’s my heart
that cries your name
 
 
this weight
is unexpected
 
 
no regrets
know why I left
but still...
I cared for you
I loved you
so as the bruise
begins to fade
I choose to keep
my memories
of our love
just the same
 
you will remain
chromophore
in my veins
 
 
a stain
that I can taste
 
 
a waste
of bloodletting


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