The Broken Hearted

What will become of the broken hearted

will our tears ever dry

does anyone even hear us cry

 

We sit alone

drowning in a loneliness that never ends

tired of fighting

of having to pretend

 

What will become of the broken hearted

will we just fade away

disappear into the shadows

as the light disappears from the day

 

We walk through this world invisible

lost souls adrift on an endless sea

unseen

unheard

unnoticed

ethereal beings

floating between reality and a dream

 

Reviews

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

I feel you. or this.

I keep having these first dates that don't go anywhere, and they like me as a human being and inform me that there won't be a second date is the most polite of ways. It's quite entertaining somehow, though after the date I often find myself in a funk as if I'm having the same day over again and again.

So my muse asks me "do you love yourself" and I stopped and paused and no immediate reply came out of me.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Yes I get that, the same thing happens to me, though, I admit its me who is not interested in the second date because I can't find what I'm looking for so being alone seems like the better option. :) Learning to love oneself is one of the hardest, yet most important, things to learn.

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

Yes well I feel more cruelty in women than sweetness, though I can befriend nearly any woman.

[Night]

...eventually we lose pieces of our heart...trying to find again what has been lost...:)

[Carolann Dowsett]

So true and so sad.