heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The Oblivious Child
Wake up. Yawn, stretch, breathe. Shower, get clothed.Turn on the phone. Straight to Facebook.The News is all over my timeline. 'Kindergarten burned down over night'Break. Tears filling up my face, I can't hold it in.My childhood, burnt down in a matter of hours. Memories filling up my brain, I need to remember. I need to remember everything. Because now I have no chance of going back to relive it. It's dead.I knew nothing of hurt and heartbreak. Of terror or oppression.I want to feel oblivious and unknowing once again.Please take me back in time.
By Ella Costello8 years ago in Poets
My Secret
The depression inside is too hard to hide. I cut myself to feel the pain rise within. You say I'm just doing it for attention, I say nothing because it doesn't matter, your thoughts of me won't change, but did you ever stop to think I'm this way of how I was raised? I will lay in bed all day long thinking of those thoughts I buried for so long, all I would want is to be alone because nothing you say will make me feel at home. The thoughts will get so overbearing, I must find something sharp, because at least the pain I feel is real. I will go down line by line on the outside of my right thigh. Crying with all of these tears I look in the mirror, I ask myself "why?" but of course I get no reply, I ask myself who have I become? I've become so numb with the pain running down my leg I just stare with my makeup all over my face slowly sitting down feeling more calm quickly wrapping up my leg and hiding my utensil. I leave my room as if nothing even happened, because what's on my mind won't leave until next time.
By Casey Rank8 years ago in Poets
