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Rated: ASR · Other · Emotional · #1242882
This is just a poem that I made to express myself basically.
**BROKEN HEARTS
ARE NOT LIKE BROKEN BONES.
BONES CAN BE MENDED.
AS HEARTS REMAIN UNSEWN**

I WROTE HIS NAME IN MY NOTEBOOK.
I PICTURED HIS FACE IN MY HEAD.
I IMAGINED HIS TOUCH ON MY SKIN.
I THOUGHT OF THE WORDS THAT HE SAID.

I THOUGHT OF HIM AS I BEGAN TO CRY.
I KNEW THAT HE WAS NO LONGER HERE TO STOP MY TEARS.
HE ALWAYS KNEW HOW TO COMFORT ME.
HE TOOK AWAY ALL OF MY FEARS.

NOW THAT HE'S GONE I'M LOST AND AFRAID.
WITHOUT HIM I'M DAZED AND CONFUSED.
I NEVER THOUGHT UNTIL NOW,
THAT THE WHOLE TIME I WAS JUST BEING USED.

WHEN NO ONE WAS AROUND
HE WAS THE ONLY ONE FOR ME.
BUT WHEN WE WERE IN PUBLIC
HE ACTED LIKE HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW ME.

I TRIED TO IGNORE ALL THE THOUGHTS THAT RACED THROUGH MY HEAD.
I TOLD MYSELF THAT EVERYTHING WAS ALL RIGHT.
THEN ONE DAY I FINALLY WOKE UP AND REALIZED
THAT HIS BARK WAS BETTER THAN HIS BITE.

THAT DAY HE SAID HE NEEDED TO TALK.
I PRAYED THAT WE WOULD STILL BE LOVERS.
BUT AS SOON AS HE OPENED HIS MOUTH
I KNEW THAT IT WAS OVER.

MY DADDY WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO REALLY CARED ABOUT ME.
HE WAS THE ONLY ONE THAT REALLY UNDERSTOOD
EVERYTHING THAT I WENT THROUGH.
WHEN I WAS WITH HIM EVERYTHING WAS GOOD.

BUT WHEN HE DRINKS SO MUCH HE'S JUST NOT HIMSELF.
HE'S A STRANGER I WOULDN'T WANT TO KNOW.
EVERYTIME THAT HE WOULD DRINK.
I WISH THAT HE WOULD JUST GO.

BUT HE STAYS HERE AND BEATS ME.
HE WALKS IN ON ME AT NIGHT.
HE JUST ABUSES ME EVEN MORE
WHEN I TRY TO PUT UP A FIGHT.

MY MOTHER WAS ALWAYS CARING.
SHE WAS ALWAYS SO BRAVE.
UNTIL ONE DAY WHEN I WAS TWO
MY DADDY PUT HER IN HER GRAVE.

SO NOW IT'S BACK TO SQUARE ONE
WITH ME MYSELF AND I.
THE ONLY COMPANY I HAVE
IS THIS LITTLE KNIFE.

MY LIFE WAS GOING NO WHERE.
WHAT WAS THE USE IN TRYING?
THE ONLY THING I HAD TO LOOK FORWARD TO
WAS TO SIT HERE CRYING.

IT STARTED AT SCHOOL
IT ENDED AT HOME.
NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENED
I WAS ALWAYS ALONE.

I KNEW I HAD TO STOP THIS.
I HAD TO END MY PAIN AND MISERY.
AND WITH ONE SINGLE CUT
I WAS FINALLY FREE.
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