How am i? You want the truth? I'm broken Not the type you get when you didn't get your way so you're slightly disappointed. I'm heart broken. My heart is aching deep inside my chest, it trembles because it's now coming to terms with what my brain already knows. How am i? I am in pain ... I have alot of physical ailments but nothing, nothing at all compares to crying yourself to sleep, waking up from sleeping crying, going through your day crying. I've cried for 3 days now. How am i? I'm trying to be strong. Why? I know if you knew how I really feel you'll be devastated so I lie, I tell you I'm doing okay, I'm great, fantastic...while having..tears on my cheeks....so you can focus on you. I went to school trying to hide my tears but then I saw my friend and I broke down. I actually gripped at my heart and I told her it hurts soooo bad. My heart was beating like normal but yet it hurt so bad. I cried so much that I accepted it, class mates passed me and asked "Are you ok?" I said "I'm great, ignore the tears I have allergies". How am i? I'm hurt. So so so so so so hurt. You wanted to stop hurting me so much that you decided to break my heart instead. I hate you for that. You promised me you wouldn't break my heart. Then why am I crying everyday, why does my heart ache, why am I not eating....why am I in such pain.....why do I feel so.... empty. How am I? I don't know. I'm so many things yet nothing all at once. I wouldn't wish heart break on an enemy if I had any. It's painful...no one deserves to feel like they're nothing,... No one deserves to feel broken.
Jonesy 2020 (c)
This poem is in the form of a journal entry. A story of a girl who is coming to grips with being broken.
I don't usually grow under harsh conditions, It takes a while for my seed to sprout. But he was a gentleman And he watered me everyday. He believed in my growth Although he himself did not know how to grow.
I don't usually grow under harsh conditions, But in this cruel world I'm beginning to sprout, Gentle this creature was He made sure he gave me sun every day For he wanted me to grow.
I don't usually grow under harsh conditions, But today I finally sprout. I'm glad I can now sustain him Now it is my turn to believe in him He can finally enjoy my fragrance and the beauty in my petals. I can now help you to grow too Just like you have shown me.
You seem to be having a blast with my voodoo doll, just making out these terrible situations for me; sitting there and plotting the best way to f me over. I think to myself there's no way I'll let you get to me not today, but you always have the last say.
So I decided today was the day I wrote a letter to my Saboteur.
Hopefully now you'll stop getting in my head telling me I ain't worth it, That boy will never love you don't you ever understand it. I try and try to ignore you Tell me about all my flaws How I never do anything right "How do you keep looking at yourself, you're such an eye sore"
Today I decided to write a letter to my Saboteur.
These letters seem to be working, you haven't sabotage me recently. No more shady moments No more feeling bad. Its been a few days now since I last heard from my saboteur but that's only because I stopped listening to myself.
We all have our ups and down; Some things are better left unspoken. My mouth is a stranger to smiles and tends to easily welcome frowns; I'm not broken.
Emotions I hold so dear. To my friends i offer you all a token, But my anxiety won't let you guys come that near; Maybe I am broken.
Fear, I'll never let you win, But my depression you just awoken; "To cause harm to yourself is a sin! " What if I am broken?
It hurts sitting here feeling so conflicted, Wish I could say something but I'm too soft spoken, But that's okay cause here is a fact, I'll get over it as previously predicted, So what I'm broken Theres nothing wrong with that.