heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Save Me From Myself
Save Me From Myself I want to bring me down to hell, Hate myself, like oh well, Cause i could never figure it out myself.
Candice HossPublished 3 years ago in PoetsI Promise
Although it is hard and I do not want to, I promise you I will try. I promise I will do everything I can to keep you off my mind. I promise I will not wait for your text, I will not look into the window of every black truck I see, I promise to avoid your street every chance I get.
5th April 2019
Somethings never change No matter how much time you let pass The hardest truth This is the way it is This is the way it has to be
Rusimbi NdayuhurumePublished 3 years ago in PoetsWe’ve all been here
As the day goes by As long as the summer It’s also sad as the rain And a hurricanes thunder I know im not the one for you
Juwann CookPublished 3 years ago in PoetsI take it back
I take it back We used to share everything You and I. Now all we share is a name, On a dotted line. I give… Gave
Maegan BeanPublished 3 years ago in PoetsOne Small Lamp Next to the Body
I don’t think I can make poetry from this Your twisted body on the floor My careful breaths in the dark The masked cop watching me leave you here
Courtney CrowleyPublished 3 years ago in PoetsI know…
I know that you Don't know Me. Not in any real way. How could you? Being rapt As you are In your own reality In your own perceived
Maegan BeanPublished 3 years ago in Poets- Top Story - October 2021
The Hazy Space of Falling Out of Love
“I suppose we weren’t made to stay in love, you and I. We don’t belong in each other’s arms the way the galaxy fiercely clings to her planets and moons and stars. But for tonight, could you remain close and give me the kind of love we’re both yearning for?” her violet eyes met his.
Lauren SchusslerPublished 3 years ago in Poets Conventional Sense
The silence is not as peaceful as it seems, and these days I only get to see you in my dreams You're not far away, but you sure do feel it
Frankie MartinelliPublished 3 years ago in PoetsThree of Swords
You stabbed me three times My love. Why? I've given you everything you could have wanted and more. Yet. You treated me like the dirt beneath your feet.
Briana FelicianoPublished 3 years ago in PoetsAfterlife
I no longer know if I want the waves to weigh down my dress. Each step I take is further from the comforts of land. But, still, I feel the sand.
Megan RichesPublished 3 years ago in PoetsI’ll do better today
It’s kind of like a sheet A quilt or so, if you say. My words too shallow so mean and sharp I end up just feeling so hollow