A Tale Of A Broken Heart Poem by Malory Joyce

I surrender to the fight
wishing I was as strong as might,
somewhere deep inside my mind
I search for the lost that kept me blind,
and far beneath what can not fly,
with broken wings there my happiness will lye,
weak and cold within this night,
I lost my will to carry on this flight.

Together my heart and dreams are tied,
already I lost my inspiration to the other side
while I spent my time away from the time,
of having the chance to rebel and climb.
The tomorrow's look to have less of a shine,
my past forgets that the future is mine,
the shadows that cling to me will not resign,
they do not consider acknowledging my sign.

My heart has become a wound spreading pain,
a virus in my blood reaching through every vein,
for when I find love my lover enters its domain,
and in this lover that love can no longer sustain.
I waste my life picking up pieces of what will remain,
traveling down a one way road still in the wrong lane,
I want to drive myself to the edge and become insane,
but my broken heart wants to live in hope to maintain.

Choices that evolve into mistakes are all the same,
No less but to many have put me in a state of shame.
All my mistakes are counted for and my guilt is fame,
yet what falls upon me more is a load of such gain,
for someone else's mistakes I get the finger of blame,
too much weight upon my shoulders for I need a crane.
my life and I am constantly falling like a day of rain,
but I seek a cure that will define me sane.

I am trapped in a two sided world of either real or fake,
locked in a room of safety in which I had to create,
but the outside is putting my walls at stake,
eating away each layer of trust that took long to make.
The ground is never constant for it tends to shake,
all that I have ever held onto slowly begins to break.
The only question I have is how much more can I take?
My life is over but I am still young for goodness sake!

I fathom now what lyes beneath the sky,
a ground at which my unsolved problems lye,
too late for my wings have become paralyzed,
I spent this time away from time to realize,
my depression has held me down to fly,
I am now stuck in forever of why.
Why must the troubles go on, may they freeze,
can my broken heart ever be put at ease?