Shattered

Shattered

A Poem by Not here
"

For those nights.

"
I feel it break with every step,
This heart of mine so wonderfully kept.
It cracked one night, broke and wept;
Went to rest but never slept.

Up all night and watched the stars;
They sailed on comets to lands so far.
Never closing either eye,
I jealousy watched them drift on bye.

It took some strength from me to part,
But at last me and my broken heart
Arose from the covers and lit a spark
Inside of me, but it flickered dark. 

And yet I remained on my feet,
Continually refusing the beat.
I looked inside and wished that I
Could light the spark which long had died.

I remembered everything I should forget.
I forgot everything I wished to recall. 
The only thing I have is my own silhouette. 
I hold on to it as I start to fall.

Looking up, I see the sun;
A long journey left not begun.
Way above me, far beyond
Any distance I can crawl.

Alone I tread this solemn road,
Hope has long abandoned me.
This path that I have often strode,
Haunts me unceasingly. 

© 2015 Not here


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wow,
this is an amazing piece,
really liked it and its so relate-able!
good job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

wow this in an oldy :) forgot i even wrote this piece haha. glad you enjoyed it though
Amy R

9 Years Ago

hahah, ur not easy :)
ur welcome..
"It broke one night, broke and wept;" I don't like the double "broke" here.

"Arose from the covers, and lit a spark" - Comma and an and??

"And yet I remained, on my feet," - No need for comma here breaks your beautiful flow.

"refusing to be beat" - The Beat or To be beaten.

"Looking up, I see the sun;
A long journey left not begun.
Way above me, far beyond
Any distance I can crawl."

- Beautiful verse so positive yet dark and totally changes the pace I love it.

Wonderfully written keep it up :)


Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

no it wasnt sarcastic. i went and tried to fix them. i try to be good at taking criticism and correc.. read more
Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

yes of course it's always easier to pick out mistakes on other peoples work
Not here

9 Years Ago

thanks :) thats cool
Like the people who've reviewed this piece before me, I have to say that it's very relatable!
Although I'm just an aspiring writer and that my point of view might not seem much, I really do love your writing... Very fluid, truthful and above all well penned.
Please keep writing!

Posted 9 Years Ago


loss is our greatest adversary
but if we can rise from it

we can become more than we ever were before

this is why we're the artists
we were chosen to rise from our grief

take what you feel and become a great writer with it



-Dream

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow.
This is Amazing.
I can relate so well!
Keep it up!
B-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l
You're doing great!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


You were right, this is very sad
But I love it because it reminds me of my life
Some nights I cry for myself
Others I cry for all the people I've met
To be honest, I cry every day. I'll just be doing something and next thing you know, there's a tear running down my face. I don't know why though. Maybe it's because I like to cry, but who knows..

I've felt so much sadness that I just can't let it go. Instead I try to help others because I know how it feels to be sad. The feeling isn't very pleasant. So please cheer up, David! :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

Thanks. and Im just glad we can all relate to this
Cool Girl

9 Years Ago

You're welcome

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Added on February 26, 2015
Last Updated on March 17, 2015
Tags: Breakups, Sadness, Heartache, Love

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