Broken Heart

by KikiliaK

Published February 16, 2012

In Poetry

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Passion is alive.
Sadness is awake.
Creating heart ache.
Heart writhes in pain.
Skipping a beat.
Tears streaming down face.
Love on fire.
Passion the desire.
Tears and sadness in its place.
Heart stops beating.
Mind stops thinking.
Curse of heart ache.
Mind goes crazy.
Tears don't stop.
Frustration keeps going.
This is my heart ache.
Can't stand to think,
that you might hate me.

Delicate heart.
Broken to pieces.
Broken to bits.

Invisible wall.
In between us.
Separating us.
And our two very different worlds.
You keep walking.
Never to look back.

Three little words.
Have no meaning or hope.
Fury boils inside me.
Sadness numbs my life.
My feelings are dead.
My past is reread.

I don't see you.
I don't hear you.
I don't feel you.
I don't reach you.
And I don't want to.
I don't care about you.
I don't love you.
And I don't know why I ever did.

Broken heart.
Broken to pieces.
Broken to bits.



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