heartbreak

They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.

To Break
an infinity before you. yet you feel trapped in the past? there you stood, sure you’d never go back to that place. that place you can’t associate yourself with even though
By . .8 years ago in Poets
Friends Forever, No Matter What
Just a sad song, With nothing to say. Lifetime went by, And you still ask if I'm okay. Do you even really care? Notice that I'm there?
By Kayla Patterson8 years ago in Poets
Am I Really the One to Blame?
Down, Down I fall. But no one hears my call, My plead. I'm stuck inside my own head. Even when I go to bed. I can't run away,
By Kayla Patterson8 years ago in Poets
Past Times
Fleeting shadow-memories slip, wraith-like o'er my mind of people, places, special times that, now, are far behind half-remembered conversations, from balmy sleepless nights
By Jim Bradley8 years ago in Poets
Longing For Her
Swimming around inside me In the thoughts I know I shouldn’t being seeing I see my lips against hers Pressing strong, With my hands on her cheeks
By Capricorn Zodiac8 years ago in Poets
Robotic Heart
Love me But only when I say Go quietly When I banish you Don't think Don't feel You are unappealing When you're human
By A. R. Ambrosi8 years ago in Poets
Unspoken Words...
I loved you, We lost ourselves, You left, I missed you, You Died, I still loved you, Those unspoken words, I forgive you,
By Sharron Wheeler-Davies8 years ago in Poets
Black Butterfly
I smell like stolen lavender perfume, And traces of a relationship that died only a few days ago. It had been dying for some time,
By Amanda Zylstra8 years ago in Poets
Leaving
the boy I thought I would love for the rest of my life told me he was leaving. he told me he loved me and he would never go. he said I was different then the other girls. he promised me forever and then broke that promise. the boy I thought I would love for the rest of my life left me and got married. he left me like I was nothing and I believed him. he left me and I only wanted him to stay. to be the boy I loved to be the boy I gave all my firsts to. he left me and I eventually left him. he's happy now and so am I.
By A Colorusso8 years ago in Poets
I Never Wanted
I never wanted to enjoy seeing you smile. My lips have kissed galaxies of insecurities before you, the happy endings within the crevices of their loneliness
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Poets
The Sea That Stole Her
Nothing will ever be the same. It just happened all of a sudden. Here one day.. Gone the next. Her lips were so pale- like an ashen blue. I tried to save her but my demons had restrained me.
By Aszia Manson8 years ago in Poets
The Song
*LIVE READING OF WORK ATTACHED AT THE BOTTOM* Just found the song you wrote me, read the lyrics out loud, this is breaking my heart. All the things you wrote down, all the things you said would bring us together are exactly what tore us apart. Did you mean it, was it true? Cause right now I just don't see. We were supposed to be sisters, best friends- but how can I be best friends with just me? We've missed out on so much, I've been through so much alone. My god, why won't you just answer the phone? I'm lost, I'm scared, I need you by my side, please come save me from this never ending ride. This ride of sadness, loneliness, bitterness, confusion; I feel like I'm trapped inside a house of illusion. One I built myself with bricks of love, but the foundation was built on lies and we both know it was never enough. Did you ever love me, or was I always just a chore? Forgive me for asking these hard questions, I'm just tired of being ignored. I'm trying not to give up, but lately, it's hard. I feel like I've been dealt a stacked deck of cards. Was this always your plan, to pick up and run away with my heart? If I'd have known that I wouldn't have pushed you, leaned on you, or asked you to catch me when I made a mistake. But now I'm alone at my own pity party eating stale cake, cause I've waited so long for you to come back. I should've realized sooner that you don't have a rear-view mirror. And the scary part is -the part that hurts the most- I'm not even mad at you.
By Final Thoughts8 years ago in Poets