#broken-heart
We will always have this bond of love and pain
Though you can never really see into the heart of another
I shall always remain your loved one
Even though I am not the one
When I see your photograph, I weep
A cri de coeur of loneliness
Sentimental me
Remembering the scent of you and
The plans we made for vacations together
For having a secret wedding
You're off on your great adventure
I'm off-center, off by myself
Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
*my heart is broken,
and yet it still beats.
my heart slowly mends,
and begins to heal.
I wake up and get out of bed
putting one foot in front of the other.
"This too shall pass," I repeat to myself.
somehow, I move forward and embrace life*
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
Why do you tell everyone that you like.
but you do not like
Why do you tell everyone that you love
But you do not love
And worse
Why do you say
that you do not love the person
But on the inside
you do
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC
She looks at him with loving eyes he seems to never see,
He looks at someone else with the utmost passion, but she can never let him be.
Behind her is someone that can show her truth, can make her happy, make sure her smile shines,
But she never seems to notice him, she can never read between the lines.
It's sad how even he doesn't notice the girl waiting for him in the back,
It breaks my heart knowing they only see the world in white and black.
Open your eyes to all the possibilities,
Ignorance is never bliss.
Fight for what you want, or come here, listen to this:
Turn around and look at them.
This is someone you don't want to dismiss.
If you're too afraid of going after what you want, you don't deserve it.
Get up and try, or else you will never receive, if that person is so special stop obsessing and believe.
This endless cycle must come to an end,
This endless cycle, so crazy I can't comprehend
This endless cycle, something that pains me to have to write of,
This endless cycle, widely known as the case of wasted love.
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
Not even all the ***** in the world could numb the pain that your words caused. All the drugs that consumed me, still couldn't consume the essence of your skin that lingered on my clothing. Because the moment I looked at my hands and yours weren't there interlocked with mine, the memories came flooding back, shot after shot. The ***** burned my throat as it traveled down, but the pain was worth the attempt of forgetting you and the heartache you caused me, even if only for a moment.
Because I would do anything to not feel the pain, every second of every day. Until the day after comes, and I'm hungover in bed thinking about what way I'm going to drown the memory of you, when in fact
There is no way.
There is no way to forget your lips traveling down my body. Maybe I like to be in that state of mind because in my perfect world you're mine and I'm yours. But every shot reminds me I'm not yours and that you don't care to be mine. "This one is for the day your lips met my neck." "This one is for the day you said you'd never leave." But where are you now?
Not even with all the ***** in the world, will I ever be "ok" again. I'm not me, I'm just the mess you've created. I'm sorry for the mess you made me.
T.S
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 7:49 PM UTC
The mosquito was ******* my blood
and I let her.
My heart was breaking
and I let her.
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 3:41 PM UTC
~~~^♥^~~~
sidewalks were a rainbow
butterflies were grey
the sun was filled with darkness
the moon lit up the day...
the seas were full of concrete
buildings made of salt
right was always welcome
wrong was still a fault...
birds flew away backwards
roots grew up like trees
leaves and flowers never wilted
frogs swirrled in the breeze...
the rich lived in the hedgerows
poor people in a manor
war was never thought of
the white flag was a banner...
but I've never seen
these things before
nor tasted salty wine
'til i drank on my own tears
and knew you were not mine...
when these strange occurrences
are there for all to see
then i will receive your love
and you'll come back to me.
soulsurvivor
(c) january 26, 2015
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 1:06 PM UTC
I gave her my heart
Yet she tore it apart
I wish I knew why
But before I could ask
She said
"Good bye."
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 9:09 AM UTC
We relive our pain so many times,
Like the pain of a cold knife sticking into our hearts,
We are separating once again,
There are no excuses to give,
Our yesterday was too long,
We can not remain together,
Our tomorrow is too far away,
This pain can not bring us back to happiness,
You carry my dreams with you,
No matter how we say goodbye,
We relive our pain,
Our tomorrow is too far away.
© 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 6:52 AM UTC
*So it finally happened
I saw it coming long ago,
So I utterly snapped
And the fall came to a stop.
My glass heart broke
Into a thousand shards and pieces,
Not to be put together again
Not while its spark of light it misses.
And so I felt it:
The apprehension of my chest, the silent horror screams,
Everything going dark, and my transparent despair tears.
Nothing novel here of course
The common fate of things delicate,
Left unguarded and exposed
In this night so desolate.
And there is nothing left to burn
Nothing now inside remains,
Only ashes black and white
That for a while will not ignite,
And the void inside my chest
That ***** life and light and flesh.
None of this her fault is
All the blame is on me,
I plunged into love's abyss
Enchanted by its melody.
Perhaps that's what hurts the most
Having no one else to blame,
I can't escape my dreamy coast
And must endure alone the shame.
So my heart broke today
And I had no one there to hold,
So shall I wander astray
And for a while be alone.*
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 7:34 PM UTC
That one instant
When I made you blush with my words
When I got you nervous with my look
That one sweet hug in the street
That one tender peck in my cheek
That should be enough to fill all my longing
Enough to fill many lifetimes with joy
But my greedy heart is never satisfied
Can never have enough of you
And wants to extend those instants for ever
So those memories and delusions of what could have been haunt me
And afflict this hungry heart
Because all it wants is you
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC
Lately I've been seeking for light,
Looking for truth and searching for life.
The shine of the sun does hurt my eye,
So I totally fell for the silver moon's light.
I'd be with the moon for hours on end,
Living more on the sky than the earth.
I haven't deviated from my lunar path,
But a new moon invaded my heart.
This tiny moon is lively and rad,
Like a heavens treat or a wicked trap.
Broken-hearted moon with an angel's face,
That infected me with her heart ache.
I wish I could share her my feelings made words,
But that heart of hers is utterly shut.
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 1:07 AM UTC
The sunrise surprised me awake again
I haven't slept, I just can't
Not while you're in here
Haunting both memory and imagination
I haven't slept
And I'm not really awake
Ambulant slumber, never-ending malady
Love-sickness is the worst of them all
There's no comfort, nothing soothes, nothing satisfies
I must wake
Even though my heart is broken
And everything has stopped for me
The rest of the world won't wait
It will just go on and run me over
At least the colors of the sky
Reflect those of my heart
Grey and blue,
And that saddens me a little more
It's lonesome looking at the sky,
Because it has your colors too.
Grey and blue
And that depresses me a little more
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 10:54 PM UTC
Don't ever fall in love.
Don't ever try to find someone
You can loose yourself to .
No one cares about your fragile heart,
No one but you.
While you sit there, heart full of love,
He is sitting there looking at your
Photograph whilst some fair skinned
Girl has her tongue down his throat .
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 3:58 PM UTC
I know it’s in me, this word called hate.
It creeps and crawls. It dwells within the
tip of my heart and it blackens my soul.
I can feel it.
Claws out, it tears at my thoughts and it slashes my dreams.
It needs to get out.
I weep in pain, in agony, and in fear of this word called hate.
It is a babe without a heartbeat.
It is a mother without children.
It is a friend with no one to call friend.
It is a lover in need of love.
It is the monster we call ourselves.
This hate is in me.
My trust broken.
My senses numb.
My life stolen before me.
My almost lover lost.
Hate.
Rage.
Fury.
This darkness is all I see. It has a form, whatever it maybe. It differs from each person. It is what we don’t want it to be.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 12:39 AM UTC
Your eyes - rich chocolate-
each a world, stopped mid-rotation
to survey my expression.
Words fail us.
The air near bursting with
hunger.
We inhale thoughts without form,
gaze sliding over gaze
waiting and wishing.
Heavy sighs and sideways smiles-
your curls gently bounce
as you break contact.
Again you shine those
inquisitive beacons
on my stone face.
I see the earth's core beneath-
the tumult of the plates
colliding and cracking.
My marble facade crumbles
at desire's relentless reach.
I know you. From before.
We have loved.
But no more.
no more.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
The Eiffel Tower is on my secret book.
The one that holds my memories of you.
Not the fairy-tale; the one you took
The wrenching pain is all it knew.
The book itself is pleasant to see.
But reading its contents always makes me cry.
Each time the pain becomes new to me.
My hell written down in a black dye.
The book is mine and the story is mine,
But the girl who wrote it isn’t me.
That broken girl woven into every sad line.
The one person I never thought I’d be.
To burn my secret book, many times I have thought.
Maybe the flames would strip grief of its power.
Instead it will stay a reminder of my life’s lot.
My secret pain, in my secret book with the Eiffel Tower.
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC