Broken Heart Poem by louise culleton
Broken Heart
When my heart is broken who can I turn to?
Couldn’t help but loving them now the tears keep coming.
With lads pulling at my skirt and playing with my heart,
Hurt is easy come by and happiness far away.
Not wanting to be at home I stay on the streets where I get in trouble and my happy future slips from my grasp.
Watching TV until I fall asleep my life is slowly wasting away and I’m not stopping it.
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5/3/2024 5:57:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You have covered up an old wound with eyes that always smile look into that man's eyes that he looks into your soul and only let those hands cover and protect your heart, if they know the true weight of it.