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Feb 2016
My heart hurts
My words aren't coming out quite right anymore
I can see the sun
But I'd rather lay in bed.
Liquor Cigarettes **** and Lost Love
That's what I'm now made out of.
My heart is broken
Shattered to pieces
Laying on the floor of someone else bed room
My mind is in a constant state of
Fighting Battling Conflict Confusion
And yet
Even though lost love is my new name
My mind is on newer brighter places.
Like him.
His hair.
His smile.
The smell of cigarette still on his skin.
The way life feels when he's close
Mindlessly touching my arm
His hand brushing my back
Drifting into a peaceful state.
He is both the storm and the calm.
When hes away
I'm in the middle
Stuck in a hurricane
Threatening to ******* away
But when he's near
My god is the world beautiful
Laughter fills the night.
Smiles light up the room.
I desire
With such a burning passion
To hear the soft comforting sound
Of his heart beating as I lay on his chest.
As tears fall on my keyboard
He's what is on my mind.
I feel wretched
I feel *****
Yet
I feel so empowered
So incredibly OK
Break ups hurt
They tear a person inside out
Destroy what makes up their heart.
Their feelings
Their emotions
Everything
But yet.
I'm moving on
Pushing forward
Moving ahead on a path
I only hope and wish leads to his arms.
My mind is at battle
A relentless conflict
Between the hurt and the happy
I just want to be better
For his sake.
break ups **** but i guess he is helping me move on
McKenna Rich
Written by
McKenna Rich  21/F/NM
(21/F/NM)   
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   Natasha Ivory
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