For the first time in a long time, it's hit me;
All the pain and heartache,
All the scars and scratches,
All the cuts and bruises,
All the tears that have fallen from my eyes,
All the tissues that have been used to dry those tears.
For the first time in a long time, it's hit me;
That each time i have loved all i have gotten is pain and saddness.
As i lay in my bed, i think; i think of what i have done to deserve this,
But yet nothing comes to mind,
As i lay in my bed, i close my eyes to think of what i could have done right,
But all i see is my heart then a flame.
I open my eyes to see if its nothing but a dream,
I take a deep breath but a pain goes through my chest.
I close my eyes and all i see is a pile of ash whare my heart used to
be.
I open my eyes to see black smoke surrounding me.
As i look around, i see that the smoke is coming from whare my heart used to be.
I have given my heart out piece by piece, inch by inch
And for the first time in a long time, it's hit me; Now i have no heart left to give.
Broken glass seems impossible to repair, but we can melt the pieces and make new piece, Broken heart cant easily fix like that, but it magically can mend by forgiveness and let it go for new life..keep moving..you will see that no hole left in your heart anymore..nice write Chrishtiana_Unwritten Soul
Chrishtiana, is such a hard one but you have to move on with life. But the most painful aspect of it is that is your first time on the train.
i love the repition in this poem it really ties the whole thing together good work :) -Amber
I close my eyes and all i see is a pile of ash whare my heart used to be. I open my eyes to see black smoke surrounding me....... really strong and painful emotional outburst......there is something haunting in your poetry.......
wow.............................these lines are so lovely.......its like you have written them using your heart.......its just so much beauty into it..great Job
Don't give up on love. the day will come, when you will finally meet the right person for you. This person will be the one who will never leave you. Don't stop writing. Your poems are really good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
worst thing ever to relize no love left to give or to accept something im currently going through but still trying :) beautiful poem ~Bella