"Pieces of a Broken Heart"

Pieces of my life,
That I call remains,
It’s just enough,
To drive me insane.
But I’m trying too hard,
Not reveal,
The problems that do lie,
Beneath this canvas,
That I,
Have painted a picture,
Of how things should be,
What I want to feel,
And what it’s like for me.
I hope you will find,
My thoughts not to be,
Too complex,
To be read.
I wish I could out-rightly say,
What I feel,
But again, I’m too scared,
Of what I might reveal,
My true feelings have no matter,
It’s all words to me,
The truthfulness thereof,
That’s what you’ll see.
I hope this is your prayer,
As I look at you,
I do not dare,
To think this all for me.
I just have to wait and see,
If it’s what we’re going to be,
That’ll tear my life apart,
Or just leave remains,
Of a broken heart.
Peace, Is now a fragrance,
That I have forgotten,
Hope, is a life,
Or a battle well fought,
This is my day,
This is my thought.
I hope to reveal,
What it is I’ve bought,
All the lies I’ve been told,
The feelings of hurt,
That sickening feeling,
I am nothing but dirt.
I wish you could see me,
Falling apart inside,
And understand how much I love you,
But how little I can do,
For, God is in control,
And I just have to do,
Whatever He asks,
Even if it means,
A sacrifice,
Of someone I love,
Like you.

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