by Ann   Dec 1, 2014

It's happened, you've succeeded.
Tell them all you've won.
The battle is all over, the damage has been done.
Scream it out and shout it.
Yell right from your lungs.
I won't say a word, you finally have won.
I'm beaten and I'm broken, to hurt beyond repair.
Spent to long just searching for a love that wasn't there.
I don't want to fake a smile, it hurts to even move.
I'm not a toy that you can fix there's nothing left to soothe.
My heart? Oh don't worry
I'm sure it will Be fine.
I'll have to glue back all the pieces, I just need a little time.
I know I'll never work just quite the way I did before.
They'll be cracks you cant get rid of.
They'll be spots that will stay sore.
Don't worry about my love, just go on out and live.
I can't give away my heart again, there's nothing left to give.


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  • 3 years ago

    by Spectacle of Serenity

    I can feel your pain! Great poem!

  • 3 years ago

    by Mihir Deshmukh

    Yes it so happens that in aa race to be successful, or to win a battle the one's we love the most are the one's who break us to pieces. The audacity of depicting an ultimate truth is rarely shown like in this one.great poem!!

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