A Broken Heart

A man loses what's most precious to him.

Emptiness consumed my very soul

Watching her lithe form depart.

I knew it wasn't her fault,

Yet I felt a desire to scream at her.

But my heart had been permanently shattered

And I could never pick up the pieces.

I wept at the thought of our last conversation.

We had been so very cruel to one another.

Emotions collided within me in waves,

Awaiting their freedom to be heard.

I had to refuse their requests,

Too much pain and sorrow...

A tragedy had destroyed us and our love,

And seeing me was too much for her.

Still I loved her always.

We still love our son,

Wherever he may be.

But I do not believe in Heaven nor Hell,

I knew the horrible truth.

The immutable fact that we would never,

ever see his beautiful smile again...

I can think of no remedy or balm

That could bring us back together,

As a family.

Only the hope she finds happiness someday and somewhere.

There is naught to do,

But simply grieve alone.

I will always love you, my Claire,

No matter what has befallen us.

Goodbye

Author's Note

Just let me know what you think. It's the first Poem I've written concerning the concept of Love, so be somewhat gentle.

Reviews

[Scarlett]

I just want to say, I'm not actually very good at reviewing. But I'm going to give it a go.

I like it. It's sad but I like it that way. My favourite part is this:
A tragedy had destroyed us and our love,
And seeing me was too much for her.
Still I loved her always.

Don't ask me why that is my favourite because I don't know. It just stood out to me. I love the way it's written. You can actually feel the emotions he going through. Good Job!!!

Small question. Is the picture Dean from Supernatural?

[Lovecraft]

Lol, yes that is Dean. I'm very into film and television. I love Supernatural, The Walking Dead, Mad Men, Breaking Bad, Dexter and other shows.

Thanks! ;)

[Dust That Drifts Throug..]

You did a good job at writing an emotional poem about pain

[Lovecraft]

Thanks. I'm not very experienced as regards to love, but I do seem to have an intuitive sense concerning love.

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This is a pain I know and can relate to.