My Broken Heart That Is In Pieces Poem by Crystal Chown

My broken heart that is in pieces

My broken heart that is in pieces.
When I first met you I though you were a nice guy.
You always make me laugh.
Now I know that you need someone to care about you.
I am trying to help you but seem to push me away from you.
You have Broken my weak heart.
But I still seem to care about you, right after you have hurt and my broken heart.
Who can I trust to not broken heart again.

Every night I was been talk to you.
And Every night I seem to crying again and again.
Because What you have done to me.
I still want to be with you when you are going though this problem of your.
You have broken my heart again.
So I cut my weak wrist.
So I don’t have feel the pain you have gave me.
So I pick up the razorblade and I cut my wrist with it.
My love has finally come home and he saw me cut myself.
So he yelled at me about cutting my wrist.

Our love is a poison that I made.
Our love will not last never.
I blame myself for by there for you.
Now I hate myself and my body.
I am sorry but I feel like I not Stronger person to be with you.
But I feel better when I talk to you and when I see you.
But I will always love you. I though I will never be able to trust guy again.
And Than you come around.
You say hello to me when no body else would talk to me.
I hate you for making me cry.

I hate you for thinking that you are not good enough for me.
I am not strong enough anymore.
I am a weak person.
I can’t keep you with me.
Now I cry myself to sleep knowing that you loved me once before.
I have loss you now.
And I will never got you back to me.
I have loss part of myself.
I know this might hurt you.
But I am sorry to hurt.

Sorry my love.
But I do love you and I will always love you.
So I cut my wrist so deep that I am not around to see you.
And Now I am numb inside.
But I am glad to have meet you.
And I thank you for that.
And I am sorry for everything I have done to you.
But I love you very much.
I know you might not believe me when I say that.
But its is true.
I swear to god that it is true.
Sorry my love.