Dying

This is a poem that my friend wrote and wanted to share with everyone. She isn't necessarily broken hearted, but wonders what really happened.

Dying

by

Tatiana Rose

I'm dying

a slow painful

death of sorts,

not in the usual

fashion or way

but if you

really must know

there's a hole

in my heart

where his love

used to be

he's gone, departed

where I don't

know, he never

said a word

Not a goodbye,

or I have to go...

he just disappeared

from my life

again, yes again

when he swore

it wouldn't happen

Yet...it did!

Now I sit,

day after day

with my lonely

hole-filled heart.

Reviews

[I Am Svetlana]

This was a beautiful outline of what heartbreak looks like! It's often hard to still believe love exists, even when the one you thought was for you, suddenly departs without word. Feelings change & sometimes, words are just words people use to fill the silence...giving us false hope for a future with them. Truly mesmerizing & filled with tough, raw emotions.

[KeeD]

Tragically beautiful. There is an appreciation in pain that many do not see, for it is that pain which helps forgotten dreamers come back to reality. I enjoyed your write.