April Fools Day

It is like my soul has been taken-
And my smile, I am only faking-
People who think they know me,
sorry, you are sadly mistaken-
I look strong, act strong, but inside I am slowly breaking.-

My tears have multiplied-
All I have done is cried-
And once again I have fallen for another persons lies-
My storm is pouring and I ask, when will it dry?-

My pain has left me numb-
Sitting here feeling very dumb-

I once again look like a fool, all red in the face-
What was the point of him making my heart race?-

When now we are apart-
All he did was shatter my heart-

I am tired of peoples words-
Stop wasting your breath, its just up in the air, froze-

Everyone hated us together from the start-
But ultimately, he stole and broke my heart-

I defended him and always had his back-
Now I feel like we are at war, and I am ready to attack-
Sometimes I wish I could just go back-

Never in my life have I felt so alone-
Scars is all I have to show for being grown-

Sitting here writting and not feeling much-
Sick at the thought that I loved him so much-
I dont want a hug, I dont want to be touched-

I am all alone, thats no mystery-
My life and eyes are filled with misery-

I help everyone but cant seem to help myself-
I have given so much, there is nothing left-

I have lost way too much-
And whatever I do is never enough-

So I will just sit here-
Praying a miracle will come here.-
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
April 6, 2011 at 7:45 AM
I stopped by to read some more of your poetry today Laendra. I enjoyed reading it and will be back again another time to read more. Love, Carol
Parker Avatar
April 2, 2011 at 4:30 PM
Love is a trial run. If you are in a deep, abiding relationship, do not give away your heart until your partner has earned it.
Mehta Avatar
April 2, 2011 at 6:34 AM
Very sad painful expressions on being left alone, Lasendra
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