Abandoned, Agonized, Apathetic and Apart
Black becoming the color in my heart
Betrayed, Bleeding, Bitter and Broken
Violent cries being the only thing spoken
Calamity, Crushed, Confused and Cold
This pain inside, I can no longer withhold
Discouraged, Disheartened, Destroyed and Distressed
Suffering with the ache of true loves test
Exhausted, Emotionless, Embittered and Encased
Will the memories ever fade? Will they ever erase?
Frightened, Frantic, Falling and Forsaken
Body so weak, heart splintered and breaking
Grieving, Gloomy, Grumpy and Grim
No longer alive, no longer with him
Hopeless, Humiliated, Heartbroken and Hurting
Each breath I take my heart starts burning
Injured, Inconsolable, Isolate and Impatient
Please stop this pain, I no longer can take it
Jammed, Joyless, Jinxed and Jittery
His kiss and his touch will forever haunt me
Kaput, Klutzy, Kicked and Killed
Without his love, I have no will
Lonely, Lethargic, Lamenting and Low
The punch to my heart; an excruciating blow
Mourning, Mortified, Miserable and Mutilated
No longer feeling the happiness only he created
Nauseated, Nostalgic, Needful and Naive
My life has lead me down on my knees
Oppressed, Overwhelmed, Obsessed and Offended
Why can't my heart understand it has ended?
Punctured, Petrified, Paralyzed and Pained
So much left unsaid, so much left unexplained
Quiet, Qualm, Queasy and Quavering
This pain cannot hide, my tears no longer waiting
Restless, Ruined, Ripped and Resent
He stole my soul without my consent
Saddened, Suffering, Shocked and Still
Dreams and hopes never to be fulfilled
Troubled, Tormented, Torn and Throbbing
Begging to stop this uncontrollable sobbing
Unhappy, Uncomfortable, Upset and Uneasy
Heart feeling empty, stomach so queasy
Violated, Vegetating, Vindictive and Vex
The only man I'll ever love, has become my ex
Worried, Withdrawn, Wounded and Weak
Not able to be nourished, not able to speak
X friend, X lover, X hopes, X dreams
To get him back, I'd go through extremes
Yearning, Yelping, Yammer and Yelling
Will I make it through this day? There's no telling
Zip, Zilch, Zapped and a Zero
I'm nothing to him, yet he's still my hero....
Interesting read, just what I am feeling right now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can relate to ur misery but please don't give up. God loves u Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are. ~We acquire the strength we have overcome.~ Verry good written