The Broken Plate

There on the floor is my heart in shattered pieces which exists no more.

I cry until there are no more tears to cry, My tears take me over as the darkness consumes the light

I no longer feel anything but my pain

Devoured in heartache making it impossible to function or breathe

No point to life

No point to laughter

No point to happiness

No point to love

This chant runs through my head; it is all I hear

I look at the shattered pieces of my heart resting on the floor

And become overwhelemed with the thought of trying to put it back together

I invision a plate lying on the kitchen tile, fogotten

Instead of trying to put the pieces back together;

the shattered plate is swept into a dust pan and discarded in the trash

Is my heart like the broken plate, forgotten and impossible to fix, or can it be put back together?

What if it breaks again; now it is weaker.

No point to LIFE

No point to LAUGHTER

No point to HAPPINESS

No point to LOVE

Again the chant explodes through my ears and I find my self repeating it

I begin to believe it. There is no point......... to ANYTHING.

Why try anymore to be happy.

I go through my day making people believe that I am fine and unhurt and strong.

I am tired of being the strong one. I just want to sink into my depression

Forget my responsiblities and remember the happiness I thought I once had.

The happiness that seems impossible to find once more

NO point to LIFE

NO point to LAUGHTER

NO point to HAPPINESS

NO point to LOVE

Life, laughter, happiness, and love, none of them really exist

We are only programmed to believe that they do

No longer will I walk through the motions but defy society

And let everyone know I just don't want to exist to anyone for one day

NO POINT TO LIFE!

NO POINT TO LAUGHTER!

NO POINT TO HAPPINESS!

NO POINT TO LOVE!

This is the chant that I live by for now.

Everyone tells me to think positively.

For once I want to give into being tormented

Let the emotions take me over, give into how I am really feeling.

I don't care what you think or if you think I am wrong for wanting this.

This is my life, this is how I am feeling, this is how I want to act.

THIS is MY chant:

NO POINT TO LIFE!

NO POINT TO LAUGHTER!

NO POINT TO HAPPINESS!

NO POINT TO LOVE!