Alone

Forgive my shattered heart will you?
It never meant to hurt,
Though likened to the scent of guilt,
With pain it unabashedly flirts.

Standing alone,
Can't stand the sight, she lets it go.

Silenced within the rhythmic pumping,
Its waiting for the rain to fall,
Seeing lies, its waiting patiently,
For hell to come in all its awe.

Walking alone,
Never looks back, yet she knows.

I can't hold on, it's hurting you,
It never meant it, It swears I'm sincere,
Looking at you through eyes, my own,
Though only through death do good things appear.

Laying alone,
Locked up inside and no regrets.

Don't want to forget the feelings I've felt,
Though now far less relevent than more,
Within cold eyes, it'll dictate my life,
Happiness it will continue to ignore.

Ending alone,
Within myself, no help to be sought.

© Christie 2006

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Didn't understand that? =P Its another of my unexplained poems.

'It' is refering to her heart. She wants to life a happy life seperating herself from her shattered heart, tho she is unable and resigns to the inevitable life planned by her heart.

Re-read it, it may help. =)

Still don't understand? not all poems are meant to be understood. =)