The Pieces Of My Heart Poem by Lost River

Breaking Away and Have To Leave
Are pieces of my heart
And so I thought I'd try
To tell my story
Of what it's like
Of a life so inconclusive
The breaking away from
a family so abusive

Then I thought I'd try telling you
Of what it's like
To pick up pieces of a broken heart
And not knowing where is
Where or How to Start

To explain the death my heart died
And why
How endless tears cried
Where complete helplessness reigned
And endless gut tearing pain

So there they were
Shambles of a heart
A torn life, many pieces
Missing parts
Where could I go?
What could I do?
I needed to find that piece
That'll tell me how to struggle through

But How do I pick up those pieces labeled
Love and Friendship again?
When right next to them
Is Why
These endless tears, will never end

Next was truth, and new found pain
Nothing Here
Nothing Remains
But not without, turning over, anger, hate
Then, and now
And it's just too dammed late

I stood, there, wondering
How could I pick up those pieces, again?
There were so many, where is the one?
That says how to begin

Talk about cant see, the forest
Because of that tree
Then there's that
Piece that says.....These memories
Will always be, Just killing me


I didn't know where was start?
With those pieces, lying,
With the really dirty, dirt!
The first one there wasn't labeled
But it read I've forty ways to make you hurt

Then the next piece was
Why?
Then I stumbled on stumbled, and stepped on, cry
It read you'll be that way
Until you find the ones that say, with truth
You can, dry your eyes

Most likely they'll be with the last dammed one
This time

Just so many pieces, didn't know where was start?
Among them lying, were pieces of life!
Abuse, Torn apart
Shattered, brambles of once was my heart


The next pieces were labeled revenge
And I'll show you
But they said careful
We're the pieces that are brand new
Ones that you've never used
The pieces that were the hardest to find
Knowing and What to do

Courage and spirit just asked
Is this all that you can do
I wished for, I cried for, I knew
I wished that I could and find
The way, and To struggle through

But I found
Cut your losses, cut your cords
And not any dammed more
They read, you need turn you back
And walk away
I found all of them with
Attempting to hide. Next to someway

And then the piece that said
Wait...
wait......
Wait...........
Read Instructions carefully
This piece said abusive
One side me, one side you
Must be with carefully used
With Considered, and Re-reviewed
For printed in very tiny letters
It said, It read
I can live....I can live.... (with / without) you
Turning this piece carefully - gently - Life In my hands
Because printed on the side for you
Is I loved them so
Can't go on (with / out) them

This is your family.....that you loved!
So
Frozen with, this piece in my hands
Because printed was this warning
And God knows.... That it is true.....
This piece if left
You'll always be bleeding...through...!

I looked for help, and knowing what to do
Standing there like a rock frozen tree
Breaking, crumbling,
To my knees
I looked again for some help all round
But it said there's none
As I placed this piece back, on the ground
Brushed away the dirt, gently...
Gently....
With my fingers and read
That truth
And
That last warning, that said Because
(With / Out) This piece as I rose from the ground
Bitter tears....
Bitter tears.....
Will truly, Rain down
They did.....And please God
Help me.....
They still do.....
As I clung too, the way, the way to struggle through..

And this is it and what it's like
My story, life so inconclusive
When you find, Breaking away, And Have To leave
Pieces of your heart
Part of yourself, your family
So Dammed, Abusive




Wait.........




But it read