#mended
(To the one that never healed)
Worn; Torn;
Tortured.—
Lies in the depths
only the soul
can reach;—
You never
revealed.
Would a few gentle
words, wrapped
in a dozen of
chocolate petals,
heal you?
Tell me;
Am I right,
this time?
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 10:04 AM UTC
The space between us
Electrified dynamic
Broken hearts mended
Apr 7, 2025
Apr 7, 2025 at 12:26 AM UTC
Who I was
When my heart was broken
Has sent backup
I have gone through hell
But now I'm back
Only with scars to show
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 3:33 PM UTC
Hey it's been a while
How was your shattered heart?
Has it been mended?
Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 12:29 AM UTC
They watched each other’s footprints tremble against an entangled bliss, captured in fond devotion of those they wished to miss. The sirens rang but they whose hearts crumbled down their walls. Different lengths as the story did sing. Their melody’s patching from the grasp in the moonlit dawn.
Nothing as though sang the same, as their fervor drew them at the closest reach. A notice so unseen, depth by emotions too far to be unscathed.
Unnoticeable, as they, farther and farther as the weakening sun.
Broken hearts waiting for them, but mended into one.
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 11:19 AM UTC
I was dropped...
And now thought to be broken
But I'm still in one piece
However, now dented
But even broken and dented things can be fixed a mended
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 9:03 PM UTC
Once long ago
You and I were two flowers
Rooted in the same soil
Bonded by a life
Grown from love
And we were inseparable
But one day you
Lead me by my hand
And took me to where
The leaves were the greenest
The trees the tallest
And life most vibrant
And there in the forest of dreams
With a love too ambitious to contain
We planted our own seed
And waited for a new life
That would soon grow from our love
But as fall shed its skin
There was no bud to be found
And praying to Mother Nature
We begged for the seed to take root
But with all life She grants
She can also take
And there in the forest of dreams
Our precious seed did not grow
To be the flower we wanted
But instead laid way
To a soil more fertile and precious soil
And now in the forest of dreams
Where the trees are tallest
And the leaves greenest
There lie upon the soil
Three flowers
Rooted in the same soil
Bonded by a life
Grown from love
Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 1:49 PM UTC
there was a crack in my soul
then you picked me up and mended me
putting gold in the cracks
and then you dropped me again
now there are many cracks
and the dust of the fools gold you left behind-
crumbled
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 5:36 AM UTC
I met myself last night after a long time
I buried my face in my blanket
as tears fell off crushing my heart.
I didn't know what to tell
or just be there for myself.
I kept quiet in tender stillness at night
I went across my heart & mind
and asked them how they are?
I know you all are exhausted
but still be with me.
I know its hard, but still
don't leave me apart.
I had a long conversation with each territory within me
longing through all the episodes of my life with me.
I know you all never make a fuss over my each day's agony.
I know its been 12 years long
to keep me alive
and trust me I am trying hard to keep you all up too.
I know you all need to repose
and make your way towards a little more pleasures in life.
Trust me I will yield all of that for you all
As I have only you all within me
so I will caress you all
caving in with love with all of me
mended in smiling pieces of you all with me.
Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 4:20 AM UTC
And from the tree I fell letting the wind take me where it pleased
so lifeless I'd float through the sky
where did all life go that use to flow so peacefully within my soul
the beauty faded and the pain grew
the tears fell and it all ceased
every person I loved seemed to take a part of me as they left leaving with pieces that I don't know how to fit together , I would say I'm broken but that'd imply I could be fixed. People like me can't be Mended, our hearts have stopped far too many times and cried far too many songs of desperation, wore out due to a lack of love needed to keep pumping. People like me are not broken we are simply the dead disguised among the living
p.w.
Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 11:35 PM UTC
Like, the red and blue chalky color of pain,
Their words bled from me.
Then, like, the the sweet and minty taste of happiness,
You cleaned and mended the wound.
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 5:03 PM UTC
The parts of me that you broke
are all mended,
but the parts from my past,
don't seem like they're
going to mend together
again.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 11:46 PM UTC
To everyone else,
she was crying
for no "apparent" reason.
Only she knew,
she had put together
all the broken pieces
of her heart.
She could finally let go
of all her pain...
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
Not yet,
It's still too soon.
I'd prefer for my heart to start right in my chest.
It craves to be mended,
Each shattered little piece.
No longer broken,
And finally set free.
But imprisoned by fear,
It cages itself.
Leaving the key,
Only eighty beats from its hell.
For any heartbreaker to stumble upon;
Without noticing the true power,
My heart can commend.
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 1:31 PM UTC
You made my heart of a shattered vase
Fragile pieces scattered all over the place.
Just waiting for karma to take it's toll
But the uneven pieces pierce my soul.
I tried helplessly to mend my broken heart
But I have no idea where to start?
Can someone tell me what to do?
and bring to me the toughest glue...
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 10:37 PM UTC
She's given up.
She can't take it.
She lies through the skin of her teeth.
She hides it well.
She'll explode some day.
She won't be able to control it.
She's sorry.
He's moved on.
He's forgotten it already.
He has no reason not to tell the truth.
He shows it well.
He's already mended.
He has it all sorted out.
He's glad.
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 6:26 AM UTC
I wrote a poem for my biography to a special person about Adam, I thought you would like to read it.
Blue Heart
You were 18, so many years in front of you.
It felt like a dark eternity, you didn’t want to go.
I saw it in your sunken eyes.
The vacant stare and sad dark eyes.
I saw when you were sitting around the table prom night.
So much going around but you were too calm
too collected.
too inside your mind for us.
I knew that blank expression from experience
All too well.
You screamed for help
silent and loud
I reached for your hand
but you
f
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l
l
You were poised and calm
Broken but full of love.
All I wanted to do was help you.
you were standing still when the world went on
and it did go on, it did, without you.
When you were standing there at the edge
I wondered about you, all in my head.
We were short lived, a friendship that was fast.
You came, changed me, then you left.
it came and went in a flash.
I knew when no one else could guess.
you put it all on me, didn’t you.
but I was not cross with you.
Heartbroken, yes
scared, yes
alone, yes
mad, no
Your color was blue
Blue heart, blue veins
Blue is the color of our planet
from far far away
we wore it proud it was all for you,
a blue solemn silence.
and the world spun fast and
all the people hurried fast, real fast
and no one ever smiled.
You weren’t all there, in that head of yours.
dark and empty
you were sad but you lived like you would die
tomorrow
tomorrow came too soon and it was up to you.
it was always up to you.
Meeting you was bitter
you put me through stress, anxiety and heartache
you put me through shame and shock
All I wanted was you by my side,
and you there was not.
Meeting you was sweet
you gave me smiles and laughs,
good music and thoughts
you gave me a feeling of friendship and care.
All I wanted was you by my side,
but you were not there.
You were poised and calm,
you rubbed off on me.
I was hyped and excited
you called me “ADHD”
You drove an old red beater with water bottles everywhere,
with **** in the glove compartment.
but you didn’t care.
Your drove with sunglasses and the FM radio loud.
You drove in silence, thinking no doubt.
You loved the sun but you would hike for the shade
when we were together you took me away.
I didn’t think, I didn’t have nerves.
We talked about the world
We talked about life
You had a life you thought you didn’t deserve.
Whoever planted that seed
had some **** nerve
you wrote like me but I wrote for myself
you wrote for us when there’d be nothing else.
I knew when no one else could guess.
you put it all on me, didn’t you.
but I was not mad.
Heartbroken, yes
scared, yes
alone, yes
mad, no
When you were gone
I read
and
I read
i wanted to know exactly when
you felt what you felt.
You called me your jav friend
you called me your angel
You are up there watching over me
I yelled and screamed
I couldn’t breathe.
I shut them out,
I cursed at you.
I hated you
I cried for you
I only see you in my head
Dreaming once and a while of your smile,
of your eyes
but they are never dark
they are never sad
they are never empty
The vacant stare is not there.
your hair is a giant mess
and I freeze that moment right there.
You said you were alone
you said it was a secret
you asked me about my darkest
and you told me all your secrets
I have never been in that much peace knowing I kept you there
It felt like moments when it was hours and you were gone too **** soon.
tomorrow came too fast and it was up to you.
it was always up to you.
Now I wear a band on my wrist
and pray for your peace
that is all I have left,
but you mean so much to me.
I hope you are happy,
I hope your journey has ended
and you found what you wanted
My heart was once broken
but soon if all this is true
it will be mended.
May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC