Broken

Broken

A Poem by Empty Roads

I'm done with "love"

Never again will I put myself through it


How long will it take me to move on?

To let go and be happy again?

I detest you with every fiber of my being

And yet I remember everything clearly.


 I want to forget you

 Nevermore will I remember your voice, your face

 Like a stubborn child

This burning hatred refuses to leave


 Now leave! Be gone! Get out of here!

 How dare you come back  here

 With that look on your face

 Asking me to forgive you again?


 Just go

 Don't remind me of the pain

 Trust me 

 I know it all too well


Oh how the nights came and went

As I cried myself to sleep

Blaming myself for believing you

Hating and loving you all at once


"Just forget about him" they said

"He wasn't worth your time"

I'd heard it all

But it was background noise


Do you know the pain

Of a bruised and bandaged heart?

To have new tears over half-healed scars?

All too well I do


Do you know how it bleeds,

And the total sadness at the sound of his name

As only painful memories arise?

I know that feeling too


Many times have I to lay in bed

Minutes turn to hours as they pass

I do not doze as I look to the night sky

And think to myself "What if..." 


What if I acted differently?

What would happen then?

Would we still be together?

Or would I still not be good enough?


So I'm done with love

Never again will I go through that again

© 2013 Empty Roads


Author's Note

Empty Roads
Sorry if it's a little long :/

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Added on June 26, 2013
Last Updated on June 27, 2013
Tags: love, loss, anger, hatred

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Empty Roads
Empty Roads

St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada



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Hi my name is Anastasia and I can get really fucked up sometimes. I have major issues with depression and anxiety so it'll be rare if you see anything "happy" coming from me. This is also the first ti.. more..

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