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Click hereI'm meant to be by myself
I'm meant to be alone
I'm meant to be hurt constantly
My heart will never find a home
Happiness is something for others
It's never meant for me
My heart is always broken
No one has the key
Tears are an outlet for the pain
As they keep a steady flow down my cheeks
A release for the struggle I am in
Though they make me feel so very weak
Once my tears run dry
Once my head is clear
I see it all with different eyes
Head on, I face the fear
You have to prick your finger on thorns
Before you can pick the rose
From the pain comes a lesson
To know who loves you the most
The memories of the hurt will always be there
A reminder of what made my heart bleed
The other half of my soul is somewhere
My treasure in the vastness of the sea
is you end up with this: "Happiness is something for others
It's never meant for me
My heart is always broken
No one has the key" You forced the cliche Key into the poem, if the heart is broken it's open, not locked away, the symbol is out of place. Rhyme is fun, but the objective of poetry is describing something personal in a fresh way, rhyme usually gets in the way of that.