Jaded In Pain

I sit here listening to songs about broken and shattered hearts

And I wonder what’s wrong with me that I don’t feel that way

My heart has been shattered so much before, maybe I can’t feel that way again

No longer do I rant and rave

I don’t cry

I just ask a question

Is it true?

It is true that I’m not the only one?

Are you just trying to play games with my heart?

Is it true that you’re just having fun?

Better than you have tried and most succeeded

But if that was your intent

I’ve got news for you

You’ve failed miserably

I’m just numb

You’re nothing more than a tool for sex, one that I tolerate living here

And if I find another one that seems better, you’ll be replaced

Blame yourself for the absence of love in this house

You killed it

But it doesn’t hurt me

I feel free

It’s a feeling I haven’t felt in so very long

I intend to enjoy it

Reviews

[Sarah McConnaughey]

I can relate to the numb part. It's not a good feeling. This is a great poem. Sad, but great. Well done.