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The Broken Poet Jun 2015
I walk around the world
With my head held high
As if nothing hurts me
I try to act like an insensitive ****
So people will hate me so I won't fall in love with them
They ask me what's wrong
Why are your knuckles bleeding?
I got into a fight
With who?
Myself. And I seemed to have lost.
Any glass that could've been found in that little shack
Has been broken by my ****** knuckles
I made glass Angels that left a ****** puddle
I didn't cry, I smirked
I threw my head back and laughed
But oh my Darlin'
Here I am writing poems because I am weak
I cry and I breakdown
I try to give myself pain to make myself strong
But the tears still leak no matter how tight I close my eyes
I bawled my fists and swore I hated my parents
For never getting along
I went to sleep with a hurricane inside of me
I couldn't stop trembling
I act tough
But I am weak
I cried myself to sleep that night
As well as every night
I am weak.
  Jun 2015 The Broken Poet
Nicole Dawn
How do you even fight
A battle that's in yourself?
To answer: It's impossible
I know
I'm giving up
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
I have never fallen so deeply in love with a little girl
She was an angel put in my path by God's grace
I latched on to her while she clung to me
I stared into her beautiful baby blues
I held her cute little face in my hands
I wanted more than anything to kiss her on her forehead
I wanted nothing more than to never leave her side
I wanted to freeze time and see her smile light up the whole night sky
She told me she would miss me the moment I walked out the door
She held out her arms as wide as they would go and told me that's how much she would miss me she told me she would miss me from the earth to the moon to every star and to every planet, twice
As I walked out of the building I quickly turned around and caught her eye for the last time
I immediately broke down and started to feel a hurricane form deep within my soul
This little girl has touched my heart in ways that nobody has
Once the tears flowed free it was like a dam that just started to burst
There was no way to control the tears or the violently trembling hurricane that was my body
Nobody could calm the storm contained within me except her
But she's long gone until our paths cross again
God has a funny way of filling your heart with love than leaving it with a longing
But filling it with gratitude for being face to face with an angel
You have such a beautiful little voice, my darlin'
I hope you never forget me the way I haven't forgotten you
You will forever and always be in my thoughts and prayers
There will always be a longing contained within my heart waiting to see you again
Until our paths cross once again
There will forever be an image of you carved into the back of my heart
Until I can take your hand in Heaven and spend my days dancing with you.
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
Everyday
Of
Every
Heartbeat
Comes
Great
Love
And
Agony
Of
Missing
You
Dearly.
  Jun 2015 The Broken Poet
Nicole Dawn
Maybe if I'm strong enough
I'll break away
From this world

Maybe if I'm thin enough
I'll slip through the cracks
And be free

Maybe if I cut enough
I'll bleed the bad out
And be happy for once

Maybe if I try enough
It will actually be okay
Not fake like now

Maybe if I cry enough
I'll make an ocean of tears
And swim away

*Maybe
Maybe....
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