"Broken..."

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Sitting alone watching the lake...

Going through my deepest sorrow of losing

Trying to deny this emptiness...

Hearing only the sound of nothing.


Vaguely...

I saw someone...

Walking slowly towards me.

Holding on something with her two bare hands.


Her sedate movement

Made me stare at her ...

Completely mesmerised by her delicate pace

Wanting to know who.


Suddenly she stopped.

She looked at me and then to her hand...

She started crying....

She cried so hard until her whole body shook.


Confused by her gesture

Her weeping is like a sad song to my ear...

Slowly A single tear runs down my cheek

Why am I crying too ?


Without realising...

I started walking towards her

As she senses my presence...

She stops crying and look into my eyes.


Slowly she showed me what's in her hand...

and gave it to me.

In a soft shaky voice

She whispered...


"my dear...

please take a good care of this heart...

this is yours i'm holding...

its broken... stop hurting it...

I could not bear the pain anymore...

it's dying.

There's life to live and there's more to it...

don't give up on hope to find love and happiness...

let it breathe freely again...

let it beat to its rhythm...

always remember...

it's alright to be alone...

and know this...

somewhere in this crazy world

someone is loving you from afar...

give it a chance"


With tears in my eyes...

I asked her who she was...

With her sad face,

she said ...

" don't you know who i am? I am you... your subconscious"


And with that she left.

I wanted to run after her...

But i couldn't move...

As if the earth is holding me down.


Starring at my hands...

there it was... my bleeding heart.

barely beating.


I asked myself...


"How can i let my heart be the victim of sorrow..

how can i let it break into pieces...

I did this.

... why ?"



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an - this was my first poem that i wrote a long time ago and it will be my last here. was afraid to share this as it wasn't perfect but here it is. i thank you all for reading and voting my poems. i really appreciate it.

i realise we only hurt our heart even more if we keep holding on to the past. we should let it go and move on... 

@TammyNew i finally did it.  thank you for believing in me that i have a voice in me and your support all this while. this poem is dedicated to you, my mentor.

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