Jennifer Cramer

Rookie (August 8,1992 / Van Wert, Ohio)

Ripped - Poem by Jennifer Cramer

Do you know what it feels like to have your heart ripped out? You have this pain that’s hard to describe. It reminds me about a knife on your arm. The way it mockingly dances around as it paints a picture that tells the saddest story. As you stare at the picture you see the many chapters crammed into this tiny area. Look at the way it swirls and twists and strangles the heart. If you watch close enough you will see that it is slowly choking the heart. Strangling it to death. As the heart enters the void it leaves behind a hollow. A hollow you can see through. In this hollow you can see all the layers of life. Layers filled with happiness and love, pain and sorrow, grief and depression. Some layers are thicker, others thin. As you look deeper you see the memories. You watch the reasons that this hollow is here. Angered by the stupidity, sad by the actions, glad that it’s over…
This is what it feels like. I hope you never have to go through it. Because when your done, your hearts dead. It takes a long time for it to be reborn.

The person who rips out you heart is among the cruelest people alive. This person felt the need to ruin you life by cutting open your chest while you’re still alive and squeeze and strangle your heart into nothingness. They sit there watching you struggle as you slowly fade away. In the end they will act as they did no wrong, as everything’s fine, as nothing happened. But you know. You know the pain you endured. The way they looked at you. The look on their face made you think they didn’t car. Their actions proved it. You know they are not here for you but for their own self gain. They only want you to help them and they will never, never return the favor.

Best thing to do is to exile them from your life and move on. There are better people out there. Go find them. You need them as much as they need you.

~2009~


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 16, 2010


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