Brett Roberts Poems
Words of compassion fall from her lips.
All she wants, is what she fought so hard to have.
Crumbling down in front of her once loving eyes.
Waiting for the day that she can love and be loved.
A hard realization of the truth staring her in the face.
Washing all of her love away from you.
Taking steps to find herself, so the hurt may fade.
Taking it day by day, her smile begins to shine.
A trek down a rocky road, my her heart guide her in.
An unbreakable love, shattered to pieces.
Time will pick up the piece’s and mend her broken heart.
Finding a ...
Sail away with your loving heart, she said, “she will never step ashore again”
Compass in her hand. She’ll lose the map on how to get back to me.
Here I lay on this deserted beach, the sun beating on my now empty heart.
Pondering ways of how I can light a signal. So she can find her way back to me.
As loneliness, my reminder punches me in the face. I deserve all the hurt.
Never wanted to be the wind in her sail, that blew her away from me.
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