A Broken Heated Poet

My life is like a
broken hearted poet

the paper blank
the pen unsure
the heart is shattered
the mind unraveled

not knowing how
to begin a lovers story
she knows will never end

the painful strike
of a lovers hand
not knowing if
it will ever end

this story isn't worthy
to be a fairy tale
wishing she could turn
her life back the normal way

scared to be happy
the way she was
living in dark and doom
every night and everyday

so she thought a poem
would end it make it all better
move on with live with out the
touch or swing of a lovers
hand

but yet again
the paper blank
the pen unsure
the heart is shattered
and she now knows it will
never end with a happily ever after