heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Dear Father
Dear Father, Where were you? I needed you, I needed you there I needed you to catch me if I were to fall You were supposed to love me,
Amber WilliamsPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI Can See You
I can see you in every drop of water that falls when it rains I can see you when I wake up in the night from all of these pains
Adam DrydenPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDero Dero
I see your ghost you linger, still my heart calls out and yet it's chilled we stare into each other's eyes yet right on through
Monique WatrousPublished 7 years ago in PoetsSome Other Reason
Wasted in the morning Troubled all my dreams away Dirty little secrets You don't know what I would say When I see you falling
Paul David AngerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsSaving Grace
Your battle isn't over, your journey isn't done This disease will fight you, but it hasn't won Your smile lights up the room, and makes those girls go woo!
Mary harraldPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWhere Is My Refuge?
I once thought my home was pure. A specific location appeared as A sheltered safe haven, yet For so long, I trusted this
Amelia DavisPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWhere Do I Go From Here?
Despair, shaken to the core at the loss of myself. Supportive looks from the surrounding people, not knowing how to help. The world moves forward around me, time continuing its eternal march.
Dylan JohnsonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsFrankenstein Your Mate
And the truth is I’m the one to blame. I messed up. I tried to make pieces fit that really in the long run never would have.
Amanda ZylstraPublished 7 years ago in PoetsFour AM
When he breaks your heart, let yourself be sad. Let the sadness consume your entire body until all that comes out of your mouth is broken sobs and quick breaths.
Hannah MendenhallPublished 7 years ago in PoetsSandcastles
The heat. Stifling. Wilting my memory under the weight of it. It was bright even before I woke. I knew it from the orange sheen glowing radiant through shut lids, and from the flood of blindness as they parted.
Michael Paul MichaudPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Lost Words
You disappeared suddenly. I thought you just needed space, So I gave it I thought you're busy for work So I understood
Miss WandererPublished 7 years ago in PoetsTo Break
an infinity before you. yet you feel trapped in the past? there you stood, sure you’d never go back to that place. that place you can’t associate yourself with even though