Broken

"Turn away for I care not to listen... I'm broken"

 

 

  

Who are you to tell

Me what my words

Mean

 

You care not to listen

To my heart on

Paper

 

I shall decide when my

Journey for my heart

Begins

 

Turn away for my

Ears have closed to

Your daggers  

 

Never more…

Never more…

 

Leave me alone for

Thy have left my heart….

 

-Broken-

 

Author's Note

So hard when people do not understand but choose to tell you what things mean....

Reviews

[Dani California]

I do agree that our writing is our thoughts, our emotions, our muse....
and only we know what drives us to write them.
I really enjoy listening to other's interpretations of what
they have read, but am turned off as well by "suggestions" to
make it mean something entirely different.

Now, why on earth would we do that? Umm... lol

Wonderful piece my friend! Only you know your heart,
and your words express beautifully.

Thank you for sharing!

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

You are so right Yossi

[jakelsen]

Very nice. We must all listen to our own muse, not to what other say we should feel and write. It is often hard to continue the struggle of creativity in the face of opposition and misunderstanding. You say it well.

[Dorchadas]

Poetry is often so personal.
Like a diary in rhyme or not... that's what it is to me anyway.
It's getting the insides out, expressing freely, and if there are supposed rules... I don't care to stick by them ~laughs~ isn't that contrary to the point... isn't it all supposed to be about free expression...!?!
Beautiful piece Amy... beautifully written... beautifully expressed.

[Gandré]

I like the shortness of your expression. How painful the feeling was! It is not easy to write about pain without being exaggerating. You did this with grace and brought surroundings to life.