Broken

Short Poems

Your black eyes glistened at me

With love or fear I do not know

I turned around and dove off the cliff

As the wind lashed I heard a piercing howl of love, pain, and terror

A split second before I hit the rocks

I smiled

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Outside I smile, inside I cry.

Why can't I just die?

He is breaking me apart.

There is nothing left of  my heart.

A cold empty soul is what's left of me.

No longer feeling the pain he inflicts so carelessly.

Numb soul, numb body, numb heart.

The cuts are only the start.

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Why can't someone just tell me the truth?

Go ahead, I've nothing else to lose.

Please just stop the lying.

It's one of the reasons why I'm crying.

I'm ugly, I'm fat, I'm worthless.

Go ahead and seal my death with a diss.

Stop saying I'm beautiful,

Stop saying I'm worth it.

If I really am then why do the bullets not miss?

I just, I just, I need some help.

Can you hear my pitiful yelp?

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No one knows what I do at home,

In my locked room, all alone.

I take out the blades, I turn off the light,

I slit my wists with the knife.

Time after time, I cut,

I have dug myself into this inescapable rut.

Trying to lessen the pain,

There is nothing that I hope to gain.

Someone has just come home,

No longer am I all alone.

I turn back on the light,

And say "see you soon" to the knife.

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If you knew who I really am,

When you saw me you wouldn't give a damn.

Your gaze would pass right over my face,

Why am I always in last place?

So when you find me on the 'net,

Don't give me that crap about I'm beautiful.

'Cause being ugly is something I wanna forget,

You can't work miracles.

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I'm exactly where I need to be,

Alone amongst my insecurities.

My blades keep me company,

While the blood runs down my skin freely.

Why can't no one see?

Why is no one giving me the help I need?

Slowly crying, inside dying.

What does society have against me?

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I gave you my heart, my soul, my everything.

You dropped them, and they shattered.

But the worst part, worse then the pain?

You still hold the fragments of my being,

And you continue to burn me every day.

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I'm ready to get up and start the day.

Time to put on that fake smile and pretend that I'm okay.

I'm ready to laugh, ready to be shy,

Ready to hide the fact I wanna cry.

Putting on my shirt, with sleeves long and warm,

Hiding the fact I do myself harm.

I'm ready to go, ready to have "fun,"

Ready to hide my tears over someone.

Going to "eat" breakfast, can't be late.

I'm ready to barely survive the day.

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I have already dug my own grave,

Now it's time to step in.

Don't be sorry, you couldn't save

Me 'cause society wins.

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You want my heart?

Okay, but it's worthless.

See how it's broken, the scars, the holes, the burns?

It's basically unfixable.

Still want it now?

Yeah, that's what I thought.