troubled

short poem but its how im feeling.

My day is filled with tears and a broken heart.

        While your day is filled with smiles, laugh, and someone else.

        My heart is scattered in billions of little pieces. 

But your heart is...wait you don't have one.

How am I gonna fix it this time?

If you had a heart then you wouldn't have moved on so fast? Would you?

I can't fix myself alone anymore.

I guess your love for me was as fake as the smile on my face right now.

Reviews

[R. Schreiber]

I understand all of this, I've felt the same way before. Love this piece, really deep and emotional. Keep writing I want more!!!