Broken

My heart, Locked behind your bars,
You stab at my wounds again.
Prying at my scars,
Your picking me apart within.

My hands held loose,
You take advantage of my pain,
And your heart took to abuse,
As you left me out in the rain.
                                           
I slip and fall to the ground,
I reach out for your hand,
But you only watch me drown,
Looking down at me as you stand.

Away you walk with a smile,
Ignoring my pleading words spoken.
Between us you put miles,
As you forever leave me      b  R  o K  e  N
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Goff Avatar
March 15, 2009 at 1:38 PM
wow! the word "broken" (the way you did it)really smashes the quiet intensity of this poem! Jim
Tugaff Avatar
March 10, 2009 at 2:27 AM
Almost ev'ry normal human being xperiences the joy and pain of love... we learn to smile, laugh and weep. Ernilando
Mcmorrow Avatar
March 6, 2009 at 4:07 PM
This is amazing. I can feel the hurt you are going through, for I know what this pain feels like. I may be sixteen, but I know how much it really does hurt. You captured that pain and turned it into a really good poem.
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