Broken Apart

Broken Apart

A Poem by writerofshadows

I was always pretty sure
There was always that little inkling
But could never go all the way
Never say it to your face
But now...
Now I am certain
And it doesn't matter anymore

I've sprained, broken, and dislocated myself
Without leaving a single, salty drop
I've been through mental and physical break downs
Dry eyed all the way
Not even my dear dear grandfather's death
Could pull a tear from my eyes
And it came to the point
Where I felt I just couldn't
Until you made me pour rivers

I know now for certain
What I thought all along
But it is just too late
I fear its gone forever
I was afraid to say before
But I now scream to the world
I LOVE YOU... too late

© 2008 writerofshadows


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writerofshadows
writerofshadows

livermore, CA



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