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Nov 2014
Killing Me Softly repeating in my head
thankfully it is now the only sound
I’m so sure that was what you were humming
as you crushed me into the ground

So now that I am so small and broken
I don’t know where to start
Perhaps as just a small token
You can start with my shattered heart

There is only just a fraction left
If you want to tear that apart
If you truly want to leave me bereft
That is where you should start

Why leave any small piece of me
That should ever feel such pain
For I feel any piece of me, you see
Should ever be left to stay sane

You have broken just about every bone
In a body that no longer has a care
You’ve taken your revenge against
blank eye,s that can only now just stare

As you break apart what is left
and try to revive a wasted life
As I curl into an even tighter ball
I’ll pretend I don't see the knife

I’ll ride the pain to continue to cling
to the only part of me that remains whole
The very small part of me you tried to own
But you will never have my soul.

It’s mine to take wherever I go
No matter how much of me you have broken
It’ll let you rip out my heart
as just a small token

27/06/2010
some more old 'lost' stuff :)
Helen
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