Isn't it funny how similar
Computer viruses are to
a broken heart.
The longer you hold on to them
the worse they seem to get

Or how similar a
crashed ship is to a
broken girl
Both were once beautiful
in everyone's eyes

Or how the outside of a person
is the same as a costume
A costume to look like someone else
A costume to shield yourself
from your own hatred

Or could it be that all these
similarities are merely a
Frankenstein like doll
Put together like stich work

Or is it actually true?
Just as true as the sky
Just as true as the soft hum
of a mothers' song

Whether it's true or not doesn't
matter to me
as long I have the strength
to put down this
heart shaped glass
and face the true reality
of my heart.

He was the best one I've ever had
He was my only
and the only thing I had
He was my lover my pride and joy
He said such nice things
to me day and night
He wanted me to himself
All to him
Not family not friends
Not even his friends
He lied and cussed me out
He lied and cheated on me
Why did I stay?
He broke up with me without my doing wrong
I cried all night long
He tore my heart out again, and again
He broke up with me if I didn't
like what he liked
He broke up with me if
I didn't stay the night
And yet I still stayed with him
We got back together and I loved him
I loved him so much even
When he hit me again
Why is it that I loved him so much
He hit me and bruised me
Why is it that I loved him so much?
Even though
He beat me every-day continuously
For a year and four months
I loved him so much till he broke me
I could never acknowledge him
The same way again.
My friends were there for me
Each and every time
Every-time I'd start to cry