This really isn't a poem it is but isn't. I just finished reading a chapter in "loving her" by "Heather Roberts". Amazing book should check it out and the Taylor series if you haven't already. These books will pull on your heart strings and I can say that because I'm supposed to be a stone hearted person, but anyways I wrote this piece after I read the chapter.
Shattered,broken, beaten, the heart
The pain Is unbearable. End it end it now for me or I shall fall further into a pit of despair one that coils around my body making my tears fall faster and faster by the second. It's like I'm being stabbed with a dagger upon dagger. Its blade pierces through my heart and then yanked out to be replaced by another. Blood gushes everywhere as I am stabbed once again, each time the blade going further and further. My body is going numb but all I can do is cry out in pain until I wither into nothing. My heart is in billions upon billions of pieces. SHATTERED! Broken is an underestimation an understatement. It's been pulled apart smashed beaten and stabbed. Yet my numb body can almost feel it try to beat, but it's too late, it's done it's over and I'm gone.
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Poems of Happiness, Sorrow, Pain, and Anguish
PoetryI will be writing and posting short and long poems every so often. They should all be orginals by me and if it is not an orginal by me then I will tell you who it is by. I thank you for reading the poems, i hope you can enjoy them or be inspired by...
