heartbreak

They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.

Her
I see her standing there wind in her hair She has this certain flair I can't help but stare She starts to walk my way. I notice her hips sway
By James Stevison9 years ago in Poets
Coming Around
She is out there. She is slowly killing my soul. I turn to her for comfort. She does not love me. I would dare to say that she did not care. I am tired of losing. I am tired of settling. Tired of her sick sense of truth. I can not take this. I will not accept this. Kharma killing me. I can not reject this. Fences unseen only to be revealed after the fact. Just got to stay away from you. Should not be hard without you being around. This is the part I hate. I am letting go of this. Kharma.
By john noakes9 years ago in Poets
Sept. 25, 2016
I can feel my heart breaking more and more with each second that passes. The gnawing feeling in my gut that something is wrong, grows with each breath I take.
By Jessica Rasile9 years ago in Poets
Her Hero
He was her hero. Everything she had ever needed. The only one who understood. It's been a year now and she's still bleeding, whilst everyone else just carries on. Barely seeming like they care.
By Ashleigh Foy9 years ago in Poets
Life Full of Please Let Me Get it Right this Time
On the first night, he touched me with hands full of intention. Lips full of love me, chest full of here’s my heartbeat for you to learn,
By Chelsea Z.9 years ago in Poets
You'll Never Love the Same Way Twice
Sometimes I miss you so much it hurts to breathe. I think when you ripped your garden out of my ribcage, you left some weeds.
By Chelsea Z.9 years ago in Poets
I Am Still Standing on My Feet; I Am the Strongest Woman I Know
I am a warrior. I have washed in the river the blood from my knees, and not once did I cringe when the cold water became one with my veins.
By Chelsea Z.9 years ago in Poets
Forgiveness
Forgiveness “Forgiveness is the first step to healing.” How am I supposed to forgive you? You, with the dirty blonde hair, ruined my life
By Taylor Titi9 years ago in Poets
Father
He lays there in the wooden bed at the heart of the room frozen in the hands of time. Candle spotlights flicker overhead.
By D.A. Baldwin9 years ago in Poets
Marie
DON'T SAY I NEVER CARED, CAUSE FOR YOU I WAS ALWAYS THERE, NO MATTER WHAT THE TIME OR COST, BECAUSE FOR US I WOULD HAVE FOUGHT, EVEN THOUGH I'M DOWN TO MY KNEES, I'D KEEP GOING TIL I BLEED. THROUGH STORMY WEATHER, FOR WORSE OR BETTER, I'D FIGHT FOR US TO BE TOGETHER.
By Cha cha9 years ago in Poets
What's Going On?
What if I gave you all of me? Would you ground me? Would you drown me? Would you ever doubt me? Would you want to be around me? Do you think I would still be fighting? Would you have ever stopped trying? Would I still be here crying? Always on the brink of that which is great. Will we ever find the time to truly appreciate? No we watch as it disintegrates. All the goodness of this love is lost. I give you a piece of my soul. See it once was a diamond now its turned back to coal. Never again will it sparkle and shine. Running in circles inside of my mind. Thats whats going on.
By john noakes9 years ago in Poets
A Study in Deconstruction
I. The first time you said you loved me, My gut reaction was panic. The thought of forever with you Was enough to send my body into shock.
By Rachel Dow9 years ago in Poets