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I make excuses for her
I say she's under stress
But I know as mothers go
She's clearly not the best

She cleared out when I was three
Without a backward glance
But I get defensive when I'm told
She doesn't care
I give her every chance

It's an endless cycle
It will never end
What if the face you saw in the mirror was not the face you thought you knew?
What if the person you thought you portrayed was not what others saw in you?
What if you thought you were the type of person who would stand through rain and shine
But that's not who you were in other's eyes?
What if the face you saw in the mirror was a lie?
What if what others saw was not what was inside?
What if the people walking around saw a different you?
What if the face you saw in mirror wasn't you?
What if you found out your mirror had been lying to you?
Would you change or just keep living life you knew, if the face you saw each day wasn't you?
I feel as though I've worked a thousand years
To find a way to stop the endless tears
And even though I'm surrounded by all my family
I still feel alone
At the place I know I'm supposed to call home
So I'll run far and fast
And try to forget the past
I know one day I'll have to face
The hurt and sorrow I've caused
But it's so much easier to stay lost
Sadness washes over me
As I leave my home once again
But I still have a while before I'm back in my prison

All the time in the world is still too short a time
Till I can visit my home again
I didn't see all I wished
But I'll come home again
You'll never hear me say it
And you couldn't get me to admit it
I try not to let myself think it

I miss you

I miss your advice and your bright smile
And every once in awhile, I allow myself to cry for you
Even though I know it won't bring you back

I miss you

So maybe someday you'll come back home
And I'll show you this poem
But, then again, maybe I'll just keep it a secret
And continue to miss you
I heard you say that you loved him
That you'd never let him go
I hope you're rethinking that now he's hurt you so.

If I could see your face, let me tell you what I'd say
It's just a broken heart
That will take some time to heal
I know it hurts right now
Because the pain is so real

Just a broken heart
That lays shattered on the ground
But I know you'll have the strength to come around

I know what it's like to want to curl up inside
But you have to keep on movin' on with your life

Because after all, it's just a broken heart
When is enough enough?
When hearts lay shattered or when dreams lay scattered,
when bodies lay dead on the floor?
When the house is empty,when the sky is crying,when you watch your love walk out the door?
When is enough enough?
When the game is over,when the tears are shed,when there's no more that life has to offer?
When the plants are wilted,when the candle has melted,when your brother lays dead in a coffin?
When is enough enough?
When the crow doth caw,and Death follows, the moment the poison is swallowed?
Is that when enough is finally enough?
Or will more destruction occur?
When is enough
This is the first poem I wrote after not writing for a long long time
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