PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Love is broken


For my heart is aces in agony, for love is merely broken

yet no cares to spair me empathy, as I recieve no sympathy

stranded high and dry in my dieing pain and alone

I can feel it creep up from far below

For love is broken......

therefore I am lost with out...

lost in my distored reality, which

I believe that I am rich in money, 

but although I only have tokens 

therefore I am merely broken

as the acing pain, I believe I am almost dead 

as I look around at the sky

during noon, all I see is the color red

As I begin to bleed as I cry

my life treads all

because of you caused this dread.

 but I bury my love arond you.

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

tobeythundercat

There's nothing to say about me.

View all poems →

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.