Showing posts with label latest heartbreak poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label latest heartbreak poems. Show all posts

You're the first thing I think of Each morning


You're the first thing I think of Each morning when I rise. You're the last thing I think of Each night when I close my eyes.You're in each thought I have And every breath I take. My feelings are growing stronger With every move I make.I want to prove I love you But that's the hardest part. So, I'm giving all I have to give To you... I give my heart.

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My heart is broken Forever broken...


I'm broken
I'm broken. I have no one. 
I will.. never have anyone.
He used me for his own pleasures.
He lead me on to think that we...
had a chance. but...
we didn't.

My heart is broken...
Forever broken.
I was so in love with him.
He told me he loved me more...
Than anything...

They were all lies. 
Everything he said to me.
Lies...
And more lies...
Lies...

He was everything I had...
He knew I had no one else...
but him.
I needed him...
but all he did was tear me to pieces.

He made me promises.
He told me he cared.
He promised he would never leave my side.
But he did.
He doesn't care anymore.

He made me realize something...
I am not needed.
I'm not loved.
I'm only to be disposed of.
I have no one.

He told me to forget about him.
To let him go.
But how can I?
After all the promises he made me.
I'm so...broken.

He must hate me.
Look at me.
I'm a mess.
I'm so unstable.
I wouldn't blame him if he hated me.

I wouldn't even blame him if he...
didn't care that I'm about to die.
That's right.
He doesn't care.
He never will.

And for that I...
have died inside.
I'd like to say goodbye.
But to who?
No one.
                                                BY  Julie

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You stole my heart...

I Tried So Hard
I tried so hard. 
I tried my best.
I gave you my all, 
and now there's nothing left.

You stole my heart,
then tore it in two.
Now I'm falling apart,
and don't know what to do.

Divided by decisions,
burned by the fire.
Confused by your words.
Tempted by desire.

I'm living in the present.
My mind is on the past.
Not knowing what I'll lose.
Not knowing what will last.

Blinded by fear.
Drowning in doubt.
Struggling to be free.
Looking for a way out.
                          BY  Whitney Barton 
 

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