Shattering the glass in hand
I’m streaking blood down in the sand
To follow up with my newfound cut
I close my heart inside me shut
The torture of loving you
Has branded me harder through and through
This burning just won’t end
The searing pain is unable to mend
As tears fall down my cheeks
I’m unable to speak
This poetic tragedy
Just may be the end of me
To break away you walked out
To angry was I to shout
You knew you’d strike the mortal blow
By letting how little you care show
This horror strikes me down
Head spinning all around
And to the floor I fall
Spirit broken like a china doll
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This poem came to me after listening to a HIM song. No, it's not about my life or anything like that. No, it's not about you. It's about the pain that most people know. When someone you love leaves you and walks away not caring how many times they've yelled at you for doing the same. When someone you love lets you rot in your own blissful sorrow. It's just a poem, nothing more, nothing less and Yeah, I wrote it. See? I told you I was writting some of my best. :D
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