Calling

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Calling

I call, asking for a body,

A someone I can trust.

I call, no one answers.

They hung up the phone. 

I scream to be thought of, 

Crying, lying, lashing out and falling,

Anything to gain attention.

My heart has a security system,

One that will never change.

Sadly, I gave you the code, telling you it was fake. 

The sparkle in your eyes told me,

You knew the truth.

In my mind, I begged for you to attempt,

To see if it would work.

I pleaded some more, but you didn't hear,

You decided to believe what was easiest.

There was no key to my heart's lock,

And you hadn't been given the code.

I understand your thoughts.

Who wants to repair a broken heart?

Who cares enough to try the code?

No one. I give you no blame.

I give you my sadness.

I wish the one that caused this torment,

The source of my depression,

Would come back and show me how he cared.

He's the one I love.

He knew the code to my heart's lock long before I ever had one.

There's something simply depressing, how I trust you with my life,

Yet you're the one that ruined it, and made me all alone.

                       - Rose Pond

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