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Broken Hearts

broken hearts are heavy as i thought our love was true but i began to realize how untrue you had become all this time my trust was real had only become undone its razor blades and nails i fell to know you betrayed me as if you only love yourself and true love you could not see my broken heart still aches and still cries out in pain as i pray for god to help me as the tears keep falling down my heart is a empty place where trust no more is found i cannot help but wither i cannot help but cry as my heart is broken and the hurt i cannot hide why did this have to happen why must i be so sad no one can ever know just what love my heart had i want my broken heart gone i want to dry my tears if only i could find happiness ive been missing all these years but yet my broken heart is still beating though it feels as i were dead i thought that i had family but i geuss that i was wrong i thought that i could trust agin but my heart could see no wrong untill my heart got broken and i felt the pain inside why cant they see all the pain that they caused me i wish my broken heart stopped beating so i could hurt no more but if i tried to trust again i just do not know why as if i had no feelings as if i could not cry to only just be happy as others walked on by my smile hides the pain as i cry silently inside all this pain im feeling im so tired of trying to hide as eyes are made to cry and feelings are made to hurt and we are made to lie to deceive someone so easily as trust fades in the wind as our trusting hearts get broken and it just never ends why cant we just trust someone who will not try to deceive and our trusting hearts cannot be hurt anymore to beleive

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Date: 12/19/2009 9:11:00 AM
familiar place of familiar mistakes along the way of learning lifes lessons, bravo
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