Bursting Into Pieces

Bursting Into Pieces

The room is pitch black
My pillow is soaked with tears
These eyes are red and sore
Nothing seems to make them dry

My heart is going to burst
This beat isn’t going to last
All that will be left
Are the pieces on the floor

The darkness swallows me up
I’ve never felt so alone
Scared to death to sleep
To wake with a repeat

My lungs suffer for air
Every breath I take
Goes in far too deep
Making it hurt to let out

I lie here in this bed
Every inch of me falling
Fighting to stay absolutely strong
With no one but me

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Your words a hauntingly sad... a great outpour of emotions.

[Bhavya Kaushik]

Ah! This is so painful and dark...
Very sad indeed!

Great work overall, very well penned!

[Phantom Heart]

Sad, broken, and lonely. These feelings pierce the reader, overcoming all other emotions. Nice job, hope everything turns out all right for you.

[Brittany]

I could almost hear a voice, meek and girl-ish, reciting this as I read it. This piece makes me sad, because it's straight-forward and honest, and the depth of sadness in it...

It's so hard when you feel like your heart is going to burst, such an empty, hollow, pain. And in the end, we only have ourselves. At least you're fighting, eh? (Maybe some Ben and Jerry's therapy?)