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Click hereMy heart lies helpless in your hands.
I watch your hands tilt forward;
my very being rolling effortlessly from your fingertips,
hurling hopelessly and crashing to the floor.
The pieces scatter across the cold marble.
Everything I've ever felt,
lies shattered before me.
Your words, "I love you so much!"
ring, throb, pound in my head.
This is your idea of love?
The tears stream down my face,
dripping from my jaw,
collecting into the void
where my heart used to reside.
Brine seering like fire.
You turn your back and walk away.
No words, no sounds, no gestures.
Do I take a piece to remember what once was?
Instead, I raise my hand to cover the hole.
And just as you had,
I walk away silently.
Never again will I have to feel;
nothing is left
in this hollow pit,
to betray me.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,000 poems.
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This was very sad but you made it through, didn't you? The images were greatly done and I really felt the pain. I'm sure so many at one time can relate to this piece. Thanks for the read, Dana
Don't cry because it's 'Over',,,, Smile,,, because "It" 'Happened'!!!!!
The worst day of love, is eclipsed by the BEST day of Love.
You get up and do it AGAIN!!! Cuz it feels SO good!!
It was a hard experience, but I did feel better after I wrote this. Thank you very much for your feedback. :)