Scars

I've had broken bones. My skin torn apart.

But it hurt me the most. When you were torn from my heart.

It beats no more. As cold as the north pole.

For where warmth and love used to be. Is now a scar on my soul.

 

I look at our photos. And for a second I feel over joyed.

But then fall into feelings of remorse for what I have destroyed.

I have broken your heart. Taken radiance from your eyes.

Ive burned our love to the ground with pride and lies.

 

I walk with a dagger in my heart. It bleeds uncontrollable tears.

Never again will I taste your skin. Your warm embrace and your breath in my ears.

The deepest memories of us will still haunt me for years.

Every time i try to smile or fight my fears.

 

So desperate to hold on to you I destroyed us both.

Failing to realise that love is natural and no forced oath.

So desperate to change my world. So desperate for us two.

I realised too late Tanya. That my world was you.

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

-a poem by a broken heart

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