Tag Archive: break


See My Bones

Would you like to see what’s inside me?

See the scars left by society

They haven’t healed, I think they never will

For all the times in their presence I’ve always felt ill

Maybe that’s why I prefer to be alone

In solitude I have grown

By myself, nothing and no one breaks my bones.

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Bad Habit

He was my bad habit

Difficult to break

Hard to get rid of

But not impossible to end

How It Felt

I took out his heart, cut it to pieces

Took out the knife, placed it where it deeply pierces

“Does it hurt?”, I asked

He looked aghast

Surprised with what I did.

He was in pain

But I felt no shame

We are almost even now.

And though this could never heal my heart

It’s best he knows how it felt when he took mine apart

Why The Star

I once loved the sun

But he only wanted to have fun

He didn’t care about my heart

And so I decided we should be apart

.

I once loved the moon

But he felt we were getting serious too soon

So he said a hurried goodbye

And I was left to cry

.

Then I knew the sky

And we both wanted to try

But the fit wasn’t all too well

So we both decided to say farewell

.

Then came the star

Who was patient in healing my scars

We both took our time

And slowly we started the climb

.

And so it was

Murder

Stabbed

Shot

Cut

Pieces I am, pieces

To break someone’s heart, is murder in itself

Break

I gave him my heart

He broke it

I was honest to him

He took advantage and lied

I put my guard down and got vulnerable

He put up his walls and disregarded me.

Maybe I should have stayed away

Instead I tempted fate

I knew he was the wrong kind

But still, I gave him my heart willingly

Despite knowing it would just break.

How Can?

How can one love so blindly?

How can one ever give so much and get so little in return?

How can be the sweetest of words sound so bitter?

How can I love you unconditionally but you break me in return?

Hard Lesson

What was I to you?

What was it you wanted of me?

Did you want me to be more?

Did you want to be more?

.

You go on lying

I know you’re faking

My heart is aching

The sight of you haunts me

Like a never ending nightmare

.

Those tortured months I died inside

And you just let me

And now I know to be more careful and to read between each lines

He made me write poems when I was brokenhearted

He made me rhyme when I was excited

I thought that I was a no one who found someone

Turns out he was my lesson, that love is not for everyone.

I learned and moved on, finally able to let go of the hurt

My reply to the heartbreak was at first curt

But when the dust settled

I matured and won the battle.

He made me write poems…

Milk and Eggs

Morning…

Breakfast…

Cup and coffee?

How about…

A glass

Warm water

Milk?

Pan…

Stove…

Break and beat

Or boil in water

Hard boiled or maybe scrambled

Ahhhh dream breakfast

The Darkest Tunnel

Find yourself in the Chaos

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