ABrokenHeartsBattleA Poem by Brandon Quinn__________ABrokenHeartsBattle_________ I start to choke, My heart is broke, Will it mend as I sleep, Or will these pieces be mine to keep? Overflowing with sadness, lovers' demise, All I can think of, is the anger in your eyes, The fury that you've unleashed on me, When all I wanted you to do was to find comfort in me. I'm sorry. I can't say it enough, I tried to stay strong, but I'm not feeling tough. Will tears pour down my face like a waterfall, Or will I hold my ground like a mountain and stand tall? Will I be able to fall asleep tonight, or will I have to wrestle my worst nightmare, and fight? A once cold world, turned warm, turned freezing, Please, heart.. Oh please stop bleeding, These emotions are not what I longed for, Why can't they find my hearts door? Just leave, I can't stay on the ground, If I open the door I will lose everything I've found. My sanity for my love, a price I'm not willing to pay, I know what I said was out of place, but why cause you dismay? With time this feeling only grows worse, it grows on me with every passing second, a curse, That I would never have plagued myself with, but here I stand the weapons smith. I struck down with words the only thing I have ever truly loved, My other half, my soulmate, my sweetheart, my beloved. This burden is now mine to carry alone, slowly turning me into stone. I lay down to rest my head, my heart's dead. Another world awaits me, One where I can still find comfort in your company. As I whisk away to this realm, I hear my mind roar, I can't imagine anything that hurts more. I wake up on the floor. Days now chores. Forget to adore. Life's sore. War. © 2017 Brandon QuinnAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBrandon Quinnpinellas park, FLAboutI am a 22 year old dude who only writes when he is in his emotions. more..Writing
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