#breakuppoem
Dear SD,
You’re always like an SD card slotting into my time with your own
version of memories – overwriting the good ones; rewriting the rest
until they feel like yours. You always chipping in at the worst
moments – slipping in like a thief of thought, leaving me as hollow
as an empty crisp packet. You’ve mastered the art of inaction –
teaching me to discard what matters, to throw away my intentions
into the wind until I’m caught in the sour howl of your shouting
breeze. And when I think I’ve finally got it all figured out, you arrive,
tilting your head, whispering, "_Are you sure, my love?_"
It’s a question that weighs me down by ounces; as you’re a mistress
who never needs to raise her voice to pin me in place. You’ve been
the needle that keeps me stuck in this bundle of hay, telling me it’s
better to stay, pretending everything’s okay. "_Try again another
day,_" you say – but another day just becomes the next day,
just other days, hey?
And in the meantime, you hold all the orders, dictating how I move,
and how I don’t move. But I shouldn’t be listening to you – putting
you ahead of myself, when really, you’ve only been living rent-free in
my head, making my mind your house, cluttering it until I forget to
chase you out. You bring nothing but stillness – no progress, no
movement, just a hypnotic sway of hips tempting me to sit, to stay,
and to watch life from the window.
No more. Your rent is overdue. Your words hold no truth. Hush
your lips, still those hips – I’m done letting you make my steps
your property. It’s not you, it’s me – for letting you be you to me.
We aren’t meant to be.
Goodbye – __Self-doubt...__
Sincerely, insincerely signed,
Your ex-lover.
Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 12:08 PM UTC
your letters, written to coax an empty heart.
an illusion written with dying lead,
begging to fade away.
it is still beautiful, marching in formation
on the loose leaf paper towards the end.
your signature,
which stands to be the only thing left true.
I keep it,
a reminder how lies are beautiful
in your handwriting.
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 6:34 PM UTC
Break Up Poems
Poems about Breakups. When two people are intimate with each other, this is the highest level that a relationship can reach. Whether or not the breakup is desirable, one thing is for sure, it will make a monumental difference in the lives of the people involved. Poetry about a breakup is likely to contain intense pain, anger, and sadness. In a close relationship, man and woman become like one. When the relationship is dissolved it may feel like your body is being ripped in half.
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 1:22 AM UTC
In Morning
I found recluse in the
Skin between your fingers
And the sweetness of your breath
Your touch like heavy wind
Meeting wave with rock
Now
Night
--
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Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC
In the midst of a crowd,I saw him from afar..
And suddenly,just like that..A wound appeared on my heart..
Everytime,I looked at him,I felt more wounds appear,
I guess I grew addicted to the pain,as I fell for him..right then and there..
I bled and I hurt...I nearly died from all of the pain..
But still...My eyes managed to always travel back to him again...
Ofcourse,he never looked at me...he didn't know I existed..
And every urge to look at him,I frequently resisted..
I tried to avert my gaze,but my feelings won everytime..
And I never spoke of what I'd felt..As if it was a crime..
A million whispers unspoken..A thousand confessions unheard..
And my heart withered everytime, he didn't notice a single word..
It pained me to look at him,It pained me to look away..
It pained me to not be able to tell him,all that I had to say..
And even if I'm on my knees, and my survival has no chance..
I'd give up everything for the sake of just one more glance..
Another glance..Another wound..I can feel my blood ooze,
But if living on..means living without you,then I must kindly refuse
He is my poison, He is my cure..
He is the very blade that'll **** me..but for him.I'll endure
Another **** on my heart,as I watch him move across the room..
and I can feel it all around me..I'm about to meet my doom..
He walks over and asks"Have I seen you before?"
I feel another sharp pang on my chest..I can tell..I can't take it anymore..
I try to open my mouth,but I feel myself stop breathing..before I even dare..
His love..in the end..was too much for me to bear.
And I leave, just like that..before I could tell him ,why I had scars on my heart..
Before,I could even,tell him I'd loved him truly..my soul silently departs..
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
I'm chasing your memory in my dreams only to discover I overslept.
Fantasies far from fake kisses
Causing cardiac arrest as I'm reluctantly reaching for a sense of reality that has simply wandered away willfully.
Desperately dreaming of days spent running to no end.
What a life..
Inconceivable love flowing from my fingertips only because I would rather show you how much I love you than speak it a million,
Times I spent beautifully shaming myself for the restless nights praying for your call creating nocturnal patterns all for a taste of your kiss,
Me one more time so I can prove this theory in my head is more than a theory; that it is true.
Lifelessly lusting your love throughout the night causing me to delightfully dance in your arms, only to wake up to find your love has evaporated.
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:28 AM UTC
Loving you is like trying to breathe life into something already dead.
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:17 AM UTC
I'm chasing your memory in my dreams only to discover I overslept..
Fantasies far from fake kisses
Causing cardiac arrest as I'm reluctantly reaching for a sense of reality that has simply wandered away willfully,
Desperately dreaming of days spent running to no end.
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 9:51 AM UTC
Ironic how the only thing to sober me up is the intoxication tasted from your mouth...
and funny how the all of the words I wish to say outloud spew from my mind onto this paper but when you look at me, I'm speechless.
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 2:29 AM UTC
because we
haven't
touched
in
months
but I can
still feel
your kiss
on
my lips
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 11:15 AM UTC
My heart was painted black for years,
Surrounded by walls of fear, anxiety, and disappointment; you came in and knocked every wall down.
At war with myself, I'm afraid to let gravity take control
"Never regret loving in permanent ink"
Visions of everything we could be are constantly clouding my mind
& even though it seems to be too soon to have thoughts of forever, if I could run away with you, there isn't one person, place or thing that would stop these feet
The stars don't can't even compare to the beauty surrounding you..
Every part of your being is what I'm addicted to.
For, you are the strongest drug I'm on right now, and there is nothing that could ween me off of you,
The ****** you shoot through my veins is at it's purest form
scientists study such a creation and are left in amazement; similar to the day you walked in my life...
Feigning for a hit of you to last me a lifetime I won't ever stop chasing that feeling .
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 7:04 PM UTC
My love blossomed into something new tonight
something powerful and rare
And I figured as long as our rose stayed red
And bright
and new,
We would be just fine
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:43 AM UTC
I could keep writing you poems you'll never read
Or I could put my pen down and bandage my own heart
Either way, I would still lose because I wouldn't have you
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 12:07 AM UTC
Mesmerizing glory.
Snowflakes falling down on us like old memories.
One touch, and you're frozen.
Not because of the hate,
but because of the love.
Sadness is intertwined in our fingertips.
Three words. Eight letters.
I love you.
The words will forever hold true but the fear of them keeps them inside of us.
I cannot bring myself to understand why people are so afraid to love.
Demolishing demons dancing upon bare bodies at night while young women and young men are spending more time on physical interaction than emotional satisfaction.
Satisfied with lusting one's surface is something I can't comprehend,
I'd rather love your core.
My appetite is growing because I'm starving for your soul as if I hadn't had a meal in months..
and to be honest, I haven't.
Because no matter how much I eat, I can't seem to get full.
And no matter how much I drink, i still thirst for more of your mind, your body, and your soul.
I may have lost someone who didn't love me,
But you lost someone who truly loved you.
I am done searching for the light at the end of the tunnel because I have discovered God in the darkness.
I loved you at your darkest.
Slowly flicking a switch to find the bulb had blown out,
I loved all of you..
and all of you loved it.
Reciprocation is all I pray for at night and as day break arose,
I found myself loving the darkness once again.
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 4:43 PM UTC