It's Broken
I grasp my chest and fall to the floor
I see him leaving out that door
luggage in his hands
hot tears in my eyes
there’s a burning feeling inside
I’m on my knees
but I can’t speak
can’t tell him “don’t go”
cause I know
He doesn't love me anymore
my heart is dead
it’s shattered to pieces
there’s a bullet in my chest
I want to scream and shout
can’t you see it’s bleeding out
why does it have to be like this
please don’t leave
I seem so childish
so naive
but I can’t help it
I wear my heart on my sleeve
it hurts so much
it’s so hard to breathe
is this all a dream?
please tell me
I want to say so much
but my heart, it’s broken
so these words are soft spoken
can’t seem to tell you
how much I still love you
👁 3💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.