Words typed on a screen,
The letters form into words and the words form into sentences,
It's read in your voice,
Somehow in black ink everything is sadder without the personal touch.
You hurt me but you still save me from drowning,
I hurt you but I still try my best to help you when needed.
Nothing said,
No contact,
No glances towards the house,
No message on a screen,
No eye contact in the hall way,
Yes we still are there to answer the questions.
Is the other half right or wrong,
Do I self-hate too much?
Or a simple who am I? I don't recognize my face anymore.
Simple questions with hard to hear answers.
Only two people with history can hear it and believe.
Yes, no, maybe, listen to your heart it's not dead yet.
A system that worked in perfect bliss till now,
A tale of pleasure and pain till now,
A safe place to land till now,
My questions go unanswered and so do yours.
Your departure to somewhere new,
You finally left me completely,
Always knew the day would come,
Unwillingly you are now gone.
YOU ARE READING
How To Break A Heart
ŞiirHey, this is just a collection of all of my poems that I also write, please let me know how they are as I enter them in competitions. thank you and enjoy. -A
