Pieces Of Me ( Poems)

Self-blaming

Fine pieces of my heart on the floor,

Teardrops own eyes forever,

This feeling will end, never.

It will come back everyday,

To blame me for every mistake,

I made.

& yet, I continue to mess,

Let the time pass in distress.

You are just a failure, my heart

And this place cannot be owned by anyone, from him apart.

You are weak,

You can't bear just a small cheat.

Though you are a cheater yourself...

You broke,

When I trusted you, myself.

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I wrote this poem when I was 15 years old.

It is not something that I had felt. It is just a piece of creativity. Generally, poems come to my mind naturally, but this one I had tried to write.

In this poem, a girl is blaming her heart like it is an individual personality, even though her heart is only her part. But talks of it as something that is not under her control.

Hence the title- Self-blaming