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First Real Break-Up
beautifullybrokenx
Forum Posts: 15
Lost Thinker
2
Joined 17th Apr 2011Forum Posts: 15
Poetry Contest Description
Write about the first time you had your heartbroken.
Make your poems with extreme detail, please. Make us able to connect, and feel what your trying to convey.
As many entry's as you feel needed :)
As many entry's as you feel needed :)
Dusk_Everheart
Anne-Marie Burgess
Joined 12th Sep 2011
Forum Posts: 2
Anne-Marie Burgess
Strange Creature
Forum Posts: 2
Lost & Delirious
"I think we should just be friends-- It'll be better for us."
These words cut through the air and slice me, cutting me deeply in the heart. I stare at the girl in front of me through my dyed black hair, she couldn't be seriously doing this-- After everything she was really going to end everything just like that.
"B-but I love you."
She doesn't believe me and looks away, she's wearing my hoodie-- How dare she end our love and still wear my hoodie. I can't be her friend if she does this to me, I can't be anything except gone. I want to die right now as I stand in front of her, my feet are mounted to the floor, I do not want to move. I feel sick, I want to runaway, I want to hit her and push her and make her feel the pain I'm feeling. I'm crying, blubbering like a baby-- She can't do this to me, can she?
"You've never had a relationship before, you don't know what love is-- I'm your first relationship, so it's harder."
No.
She can't mean this.
She's not making any sense.
She said she loved me.
We laid in my bed and we kissed blissfully and passionately.
I told her I loved her and she loved me.
"Please don't this--"
I stop myself, because I sound so pathetic. This is the worst thing in the entire that ever happen to me, my stomach is in knots, my heart is aching-- digging a hole into my chest with an anxiety attack. I'm shaking, I can't stop shaking-- I feel like I'm going to be sick, oh God don't let this happen-- Please let me wake up from this nightmare and I can text her and everything is okay between us.
"I won't forget anything, how we held hands or how I kissed you or how we just laid in bed all day and just kissed. It's okay, we can still be friends, can't we?"
No.
That's what I'm thinking-- No.
We can't just me friends.
I'm not your friend anymore, I'm your EX-girlfriend as of this moment. I miss you and I want to be yours forever and I can't have you then I don't want anyone.
A. For always, you said always be there for me. And that you'd Always love me.
L. For love because I may be only a teenager but I believe in love at first site and I know that I love you.
E. For extermination of my heart because as soon as I'm done carving your name into my arm I'm going to cut out my heart, my mother's screaming at my from the other room-- Saying that it's not worth it, but she doesn't realize that it is.
X. For Xanax, maybe my shrink we prescribe them for me and I can overdose on them if this knife idea doesn't work-- Which it's not.
I. For intensity because I love you with a great intensity that I can't live without you and if you think that I can then you are mistaken my friend, because I can't. Unless I cut out this pain ridden, broken heart then maybe I can live without you.
S. For suicide because that's my last resort because you left me alone for nothing, you left me with a knife to kill myself with.
"Drop the knife"
The cops are here and so are the EMTs, they're taking me to the hospital because I'm a suicidal basket case, look at what you've done. You've killed me, I'm dead-- I can't do anything, I barely have the strength to pull myself out of the tub and walk out the ambulance.
"Why did you try and kill yourself?"
"Because my girlfriend broke up with me."
"That's not reason to try and kill yourself."
"Yes-- Yes it is actually."
It was the next day and we were walking down the hall you and I.
"Do you hate me?"
You asked me that glancing in my direction.
"I can't hate you, I love you."
You took off running away from me.
And when I asked you to look me in then eye and tell me that you never loved me and that everything between us was a lie.
You couldn't do it.
You loved me.
You love me.
And you came back to me.
You know why?
Because. . .
I never gave up on you, and you were my first and only heart break. And you were my first, my only and my last love.
I love you.
"I think we should just be friends-- It'll be better for us."
These words cut through the air and slice me, cutting me deeply in the heart. I stare at the girl in front of me through my dyed black hair, she couldn't be seriously doing this-- After everything she was really going to end everything just like that.
"B-but I love you."
She doesn't believe me and looks away, she's wearing my hoodie-- How dare she end our love and still wear my hoodie. I can't be her friend if she does this to me, I can't be anything except gone. I want to die right now as I stand in front of her, my feet are mounted to the floor, I do not want to move. I feel sick, I want to runaway, I want to hit her and push her and make her feel the pain I'm feeling. I'm crying, blubbering like a baby-- She can't do this to me, can she?
"You've never had a relationship before, you don't know what love is-- I'm your first relationship, so it's harder."
No.
She can't mean this.
She's not making any sense.
She said she loved me.
We laid in my bed and we kissed blissfully and passionately.
I told her I loved her and she loved me.
"Please don't this--"
I stop myself, because I sound so pathetic. This is the worst thing in the entire that ever happen to me, my stomach is in knots, my heart is aching-- digging a hole into my chest with an anxiety attack. I'm shaking, I can't stop shaking-- I feel like I'm going to be sick, oh God don't let this happen-- Please let me wake up from this nightmare and I can text her and everything is okay between us.
"I won't forget anything, how we held hands or how I kissed you or how we just laid in bed all day and just kissed. It's okay, we can still be friends, can't we?"
No.
That's what I'm thinking-- No.
We can't just me friends.
I'm not your friend anymore, I'm your EX-girlfriend as of this moment. I miss you and I want to be yours forever and I can't have you then I don't want anyone.
A. For always, you said always be there for me. And that you'd Always love me.
L. For love because I may be only a teenager but I believe in love at first site and I know that I love you.
E. For extermination of my heart because as soon as I'm done carving your name into my arm I'm going to cut out my heart, my mother's screaming at my from the other room-- Saying that it's not worth it, but she doesn't realize that it is.
X. For Xanax, maybe my shrink we prescribe them for me and I can overdose on them if this knife idea doesn't work-- Which it's not.
I. For intensity because I love you with a great intensity that I can't live without you and if you think that I can then you are mistaken my friend, because I can't. Unless I cut out this pain ridden, broken heart then maybe I can live without you.
S. For suicide because that's my last resort because you left me alone for nothing, you left me with a knife to kill myself with.
"Drop the knife"
The cops are here and so are the EMTs, they're taking me to the hospital because I'm a suicidal basket case, look at what you've done. You've killed me, I'm dead-- I can't do anything, I barely have the strength to pull myself out of the tub and walk out the ambulance.
"Why did you try and kill yourself?"
"Because my girlfriend broke up with me."
"That's not reason to try and kill yourself."
"Yes-- Yes it is actually."
It was the next day and we were walking down the hall you and I.
"Do you hate me?"
You asked me that glancing in my direction.
"I can't hate you, I love you."
You took off running away from me.
And when I asked you to look me in then eye and tell me that you never loved me and that everything between us was a lie.
You couldn't do it.
You loved me.
You love me.
And you came back to me.
You know why?
Because. . .
I never gave up on you, and you were my first and only heart break. And you were my first, my only and my last love.
I love you.
death12365
Kayla Moreau
Forum Posts: 164
Kayla Moreau
Thought Provoker
1
Joined 12th Apr 2011Forum Posts: 164
It's Cold and Lonely
It's cold and lonely
here without you.
Where are your arms holding me,
keeping me warm?
Where is your voice,
saying you love me?
I cry out.
I need you, the real you,
the one who didn't beat me.
There's a crack, a rip, a tear
in my heart that only you can mend.
My broken heart is pumping blood out my sliced wrists
like a stream.
A stream of memories
that I'm trying to drain from my abused body.
Make the pain
of wanting you, of missing you fade.
I need you.
It's cold and lonely
here without you.
Where are your arms holding me,
keeping me warm?
Where is your voice
saying you love me?
Where are you Jeremy?
It's cold and lonely
here without you.
Where are your arms holding me,
keeping me warm?
Where is your voice,
saying you love me?
I cry out.
I need you, the real you,
the one who didn't beat me.
There's a crack, a rip, a tear
in my heart that only you can mend.
My broken heart is pumping blood out my sliced wrists
like a stream.
A stream of memories
that I'm trying to drain from my abused body.
Make the pain
of wanting you, of missing you fade.
I need you.
It's cold and lonely
here without you.
Where are your arms holding me,
keeping me warm?
Where is your voice
saying you love me?
Where are you Jeremy?
bastardofbodom666
Helvete Blod
Forum Posts: 804
Helvete Blod
Fire of Insight
5
Joined 6th Apr 2011Forum Posts: 804
The Illusion of The Labyrinth
The feeling within is
Ripping me to shreds
My heart is bleeding and corroding
With your mixed signals and signs
Those many years ago
You don’t even have a clue
How much it still affects my soul
The many years you teased
But at a distance and always saying no
At the same time of putting yourself in my face
And when I fell for you
You simply upped the dosage
Full well knowing what it was doing to me
To this day you act as if it never occurred
That we were always friends
Never anything between us
Like ripping me to shreds and forgetting you did
Such an allure you held on me yet you kept stabbing
Ripping me away and causing a suicide
And even then you still kept going
Day in day out I still blame thyself
For not seeing past your illusion your sick “game”
You told me to figure out the labyrinth and I tried
And this day I realize it’s many things
Love, Life, and Hope
All of which are the falsehood
Created by the illusion of the labyrinth
You left me with a life in hell
Tears gone for they have all dried
Cause I’ve already shed enough for a lifetime
For the suffering you put me through
Even my subconscious soul is still afflicted
I still can’t love can’t trust can’t feel anything
But either the numbness or the pain you bestowed upon me
Those years ago
I loved you then yet I don’t know the feeling now
All that’s left is the dark pain from it all
Everyday I curse myself for being so blind
To your game and to your lies the illusion you built
It was obvious to one with common sense
Yet I was lost in my own head
Lost between love and the reaper
So now I lay here tonight within this dark fury
A blackened aura surrounding my soul
As ice runs through my veins and fire burns my flesh
The suffering of the memories is still potent
I still feel the pure pain I felt when it grew to physical collapse
And I don’t know how much longer I can last
The feeling within is
Ripping me to shreds
My heart is bleeding and corroding
With your mixed signals and signs
Those many years ago
You don’t even have a clue
How much it still affects my soul
The many years you teased
But at a distance and always saying no
At the same time of putting yourself in my face
And when I fell for you
You simply upped the dosage
Full well knowing what it was doing to me
To this day you act as if it never occurred
That we were always friends
Never anything between us
Like ripping me to shreds and forgetting you did
Such an allure you held on me yet you kept stabbing
Ripping me away and causing a suicide
And even then you still kept going
Day in day out I still blame thyself
For not seeing past your illusion your sick “game”
You told me to figure out the labyrinth and I tried
And this day I realize it’s many things
Love, Life, and Hope
All of which are the falsehood
Created by the illusion of the labyrinth
You left me with a life in hell
Tears gone for they have all dried
Cause I’ve already shed enough for a lifetime
For the suffering you put me through
Even my subconscious soul is still afflicted
I still can’t love can’t trust can’t feel anything
But either the numbness or the pain you bestowed upon me
Those years ago
I loved you then yet I don’t know the feeling now
All that’s left is the dark pain from it all
Everyday I curse myself for being so blind
To your game and to your lies the illusion you built
It was obvious to one with common sense
Yet I was lost in my own head
Lost between love and the reaper
So now I lay here tonight within this dark fury
A blackened aura surrounding my soul
As ice runs through my veins and fire burns my flesh
The suffering of the memories is still potent
I still feel the pure pain I felt when it grew to physical collapse
And I don’t know how much longer I can last
lesbianoutcast
Cael
Joined 14th Apr 2011
Forum Posts: 48
Cael
Thought Provoker
Forum Posts: 48
"Send"
Our time has come to an end,
No matter what we'll still be friends.
Doesn't matter where I am in this world,
You will always be my girl.
Even when we haven't talked in a while,
The thought of you makes me smile.
I hope you don't feel sad,
This time apart isn't bad.
Just remember I love you,
Always and forever this is true.
Until we meet again,
This is all I have to send.
Our time has come to an end,
No matter what we'll still be friends.
Doesn't matter where I am in this world,
You will always be my girl.
Even when we haven't talked in a while,
The thought of you makes me smile.
I hope you don't feel sad,
This time apart isn't bad.
Just remember I love you,
Always and forever this is true.
Until we meet again,
This is all I have to send.
Anonymous
"March 6th."
That day. Your fists smashed through the door.
Locks were broken with masculine force,
and you watched me cower,
within cubic shelter.
I had loved you and loved you.
I was running out of fingers.
We were running out of time.
The strands of hair pulled tight,
my scalp ripping at the seams,
flesh squeaking against
the dank bathroom floor,
Pinned by my throat against that cold door.
I looked at the man i loved.
My first love.
Your spit now rolling past my eye.
Not enough time in the world.
That hammer with heavy hands
missing my skin, inch by inch.
When we collided,there were bruises,
my hands shielding my face.
I still hear the screams.
The essence of myself rose above,
begging you would see the real me.
The one who wrote countless love letters.
With all the time in the world.
The day i left you i cradled bruises.
Souvenirs of the love once held,
and i knew you would feel me now too.
As i left without telling you;
where i was going. Heart broken,
Soul smoking with the adrenaline...
of me. All for me. Fuck you.
Fuck you.
Fuck you.
That day. Your fists smashed through the door.
Locks were broken with masculine force,
and you watched me cower,
within cubic shelter.
I had loved you and loved you.
I was running out of fingers.
We were running out of time.
The strands of hair pulled tight,
my scalp ripping at the seams,
flesh squeaking against
the dank bathroom floor,
Pinned by my throat against that cold door.
I looked at the man i loved.
My first love.
Your spit now rolling past my eye.
Not enough time in the world.
That hammer with heavy hands
missing my skin, inch by inch.
When we collided,there were bruises,
my hands shielding my face.
I still hear the screams.
The essence of myself rose above,
begging you would see the real me.
The one who wrote countless love letters.
With all the time in the world.
The day i left you i cradled bruises.
Souvenirs of the love once held,
and i knew you would feel me now too.
As i left without telling you;
where i was going. Heart broken,
Soul smoking with the adrenaline...
of me. All for me. Fuck you.
Fuck you.
Fuck you.
CruelHandedWriter
Jamie Rhodes
Forum Posts: 1426
Jamie Rhodes
Dangerous Mind
8
Joined 20th Sep 2009Forum Posts: 1426
Miss Sub, that was actually rather good.
Anonymous
You sound surprised... Haha. Thanks.
Karrabear
Question
Forum Posts: 416
Question
Fire of Insight
7
Joined 29th Aug 2009Forum Posts: 416
First
It was him,
who gave me a first.
With pleading eyes,
he begged.
how stupid am I?
With whispered words he asked.
how stupid am I?
With looks of love.
how stupid am I?
My first.
A kiss in the park,
oh I loved it anyway.
A hand on my knee,
he's such a boy.
A hug,
oblivion.
And still my heart beats,
dumb, dumb, dumb.
How stupid am I.
The promise of a child,
of a boy.
From a wanna be man.
It's not even an item,
nothing beyond innocent words,
nothing to say,
three little words.
I would wait,
and so would he.
Promise me, he did.
Until the day this girl turned sixteen.
Not an item,
not a word,
nothing to prove.
I-LOVE-YOU.
My first crush,
that wound it's way up,
and left it's mark,
upon this small, fresh heart.
My first love?
...Good-bye
It was him,
who gave me a first.
With pleading eyes,
he begged.
how stupid am I?
With whispered words he asked.
how stupid am I?
With looks of love.
how stupid am I?
My first.
A kiss in the park,
oh I loved it anyway.
A hand on my knee,
he's such a boy.
A hug,
oblivion.
And still my heart beats,
dumb, dumb, dumb.
How stupid am I.
The promise of a child,
of a boy.
From a wanna be man.
It's not even an item,
nothing beyond innocent words,
nothing to say,
three little words.
I would wait,
and so would he.
Promise me, he did.
Until the day this girl turned sixteen.
Not an item,
not a word,
nothing to prove.
I-LOVE-YOU.
My first crush,
that wound it's way up,
and left it's mark,
upon this small, fresh heart.
My first love?
...Good-bye