broken heart

Take A Bullet

​Six months since you left
Said you were tired of being with me
Gave me a whole lot of reasons
Reasons I couldn’t fathom nor see

And so two years came to an abrupt end
Dreams smashed to smithereens
“Oh it wasn’t real love for you.
I was just being a stupid teen.”

You moved on with college and friends
Made a life out for yourself
Dumb me sat around moping
Pushed dreams and passions into shelves

Time and again I tried to climb the peak
Landslides kept pushing me down
I could never quite heal myself
Like happiness didn’t want to be found

How do you find it to move on
From the person you once lived your life for?
How do you heal from the hurt
When everything you love turned sour?

What was once beautiful white
Now a sickening shade of black
You might bring it to a dull gray
But the magic will never come back

Watching them moving on from you
While you’re still grieving
You do anything to stay sane
Anything you can do to keep breathing

Like a gunshot slamming into you
The reason for which you can’t quite figure
The person you’d take a bullet for
Is the one pulling the trigger

And you lie there bleeding
Bleeding heavily from the exit wound
Knowing your heart will never be the same
Praying God will take you soon
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Dark Skies

​The sun shining through the leaves
Wind rustling the green trees
Birds flitting through the eaves
Could anyone a better morning see

Walking through the park
Soft grass beneath my feet
Like a rainbow you appeared
Was this coincidence or us destined to meet

Ten and four months ago
Had I last seen your face
Oh how did I think to let you leave
Think someone could fill that space

Sitting in the little cafe
Your fingers curled around a cup of coffee
The sight of you turned me breathless
How I wished your radiant smile turn on me

I took a tentative step forward
Hoping for the times of old
Memories we had, dreams yet to be
On your little laugh, I was long sold

Like a thunderbolt he appeared
Leather jacket, fair and handsome
The love in your eyes at his sight
My patched up heart came undone

You leaned deep into his kiss
Put his arms tight around did he
Oh how my heart burned when you looked at him
Because that was how you used to look at me

Picked you up and walked away
The happy couple and the sunset
How I wished my light would fade
How I longed for the chimes of death

Because I can’t stand the haunting dreams
Promises that turned out to be lies
There was nothing for me to live for
You darkened the cheerful skies

Broken Hearted Man

He found himself phone in hand
Staring incessantly at the screen
His world had been yanked from down under
He had nothing on which to lean

Hands are unsteady, his legs weak
He stares blankly at the wall
Eyes so dark and empty
Devoid of anything at all

The world lost it’s charm
Colours faded into oblivion
Nothing will bring back the joy
No wise words, no incantation

Gone the echoes of rich laughter
Now replaced by a stony face
Love and affection, words forgotten
Lost in his sorrow, a thorny maze

People stare at him walk unshaven, disheveled
Thinking he’s part of a vagabond band
They don’t understand he’s not broke
He’s just a broken hearted man

Her coffee grew stone cold
As she waited for him to miss her
Cigarette stubs littered the ground
As he tried to forget her

Unsteady footsteps echo
The long, dark hallway
Clutching a bottle in his hand
Drags his feet and walks away

Mourning what could have been
Beyond any sort of repair broken
Because when two hearts break
They never break even

 

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Moving To Another

Forged close together
At the same bank
Union of two souls
Barriers between sank

Now they are
A whole gulf apart
The journey back to the other
They cannot start

Forces balloon between
Pushes them apart
Distance begins to tell
Wears down their heart

Sadness in waves
Misery is abound
What little hope had they
Has been downed

Feelings once strong
Diluted by distance
Barriers between once again rise
A barbed wire fence

Close to each to each other
Will they come again
Or is their struggle
Doomed to be in vain

It is to be
The dreaded latter
Yet by that time
It will scarcely matter

Hearts that once used to
Beat for the other
Now move apart
Interests fueled by another