No Way To Mend A Broken Heart Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Collecting feelings and emotions into my heart
through the years, finding that they accumulate
and try to take over thoughts.

Leading me into sadness, loneliness, grief and
at times, happiness and joy, writing about them
all in poetry.

Hoping that what I write will one day help someone
who is going through the same things and feelings
that I have already done.

Heart having been broken through the years, never
mended, just tattered throughout, saturated with
the tears of loss.

Never being tended to because there's no way to
mend a broken heart, we just have to learn to live
with it the way it is.

Others throughout life having torn, and ripped it
apart with their insensitivity, jealousy and opinions
of who I am.

Usually being wrong in their assumptions of my being,
yet having the same effect on my poor broken, tattered
heart.