- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Torn To Pieces
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I think I’m losing my heart,
Not to love or joy or happiness,
but to loss, despair and sorrow.
I think it’s broken and can’t be fixed.
No amount of tape, silly putty or glue
will make it whole again.
I think I should throw in the towel.
I’m tired of me, so surely others are too.
It’s dark here, cold and lonely,
sad and blue.
I can’t breathe, see straight or
even contemplate my next move.
God, how I hate depression
maybe I need those pills after all. . .
- COMMENTS
My Erotic Trailover 16 years agochanges in latitudes, changes in attitude (~_~) broken hearts may never mend like a rose bush limb broken, but that does not mean the heart will never bloom again (~_~)thanks for the read!
MagicaPracticaover 16 years agorelate to this right now that it isn't even funny. Haven't felt this way for a little while so it's interesting that you should submit it now. Thanks.
