I've never learned to fall
I've never learned to love
I've never learned to cherish and hold
But I've learned to never let go

When talking about the past
We often forget about the pain
The worst of days
The sickest of days
The days when we felt like we were at the bottom
Looking only up for any kind of help

History is doomed to repeat itself
But all we can think about,
Even when I think about those pain filled days
Is how they were moments of hurt
Like punches to the midsection
Not knocking you out
But taking your breath
Away

Taking that part
Of the memory
That helps one forget
Darkest moments of
Broken hearts
Broken bones
Broken skin
Broken soul

And we sit and think
About those better days
When the sun shone
And a gentle summer breeze
Rolls warm air
Over closed eyes
And you dream
About the best moments of your life
When your heart wasn't broken

Emotions boom
like unhinged stereo equipment
                                      pushing gusts of wind waves through the room, disturbing epic stillness,
inciting wicked rage that ricochets;
                                             fingers scrape my face,
                                             figures lose their shape as vision fades,
pain transforms to passion;
                             two broken hearts took each other captive.

i love you,
i want you,
but i can't have you.

typing into Google*

how to |

how to make the soul stop from feeling
how to keep your heart from breaking
how to stop your mind from thinking
how to heal a wound on the wrist
how to start breathing again
how to keep on living
how to cliff jump

let me go
and
slap a label on me
that reads
FRAGILE

who did this to you...
was it him?

I knew it was him from the very start
you just hoped he'd prove you wrong

didn't you?

You confessed you're feelings to me in a sweet little melody,
I liked you too.
But you know what I found out?
You're a back stabbing fake.
You had a girlfriend and you never told her how you felt.
Go on, take the knife and stab me,
You've already broken my heart.

It hurts deep inside
I dont know if will ever subside
My hearts a wreck no end insight
Will someones love ever be right
I'm poet and I love like one
Lovers use me up till I'm done
Left there empty and in pain
Though I say to them never again
The moment the need me
I saddle up and try to be
The man and lover they need
My own words I never heed
I build them and my love helps them fly
But when they're better it's always good bye
Even though I know my love is true
It's not enough for them or you
Fancy houses and new cars
All it cost is you is an empty heart
Or someone that will treat you cruel
But I'll never be anyone crowned jewel
Cause life is real and a poet is a dream
So I live this over and over it's my life's theme
To make you feel true loves warm embrace
And have another door slammed in my face
But I know no other way, I just pray
That someone will love me back one day