Laying here heart shattered to pieces
A broken heart I have, shattered like a glass vase
It was a fragile priceless gem, I'm fragile I said over and over again
Now the pieces are everywhere, there's a few on my face
One near my mouth, now its like I have a permanent frown
Two more pieces are down lower, I now tend to move a little slower
Sometimes I cant move at all, don't want to get out of bed
The majority of them went to my head, the thoughts float through
day after day, the pieces causing so much pain
Cant let the memories go, the pieces of my heart stuck in my brain
A few pieces went into my eyes, I can do nothing now but try to control
this painful urge to cry all the time
Another piece down to my stomach, a burning sharp pain that wont go away
I think its here to stay, I cant breathe...A few pieces probably on my lungs
broken pieces of my heart flung throughout, immobilizing my body, I have no way out
Im left only to sit here and think
is it possible that my heart can be replaced, mended and made whole again
no scars no memories of the pain
will my heart be able to love again
is it possible that the many pieces of my broken heart
that are shattered across the floor can come back together and open up the door
to a love anew, i don't think I'll ever know
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I like this poem, I get a real feeling of how you felt with 5 days of a headache! Very Moving.
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