Done

 
The perfect girl
I finally found the one
I can finally sit back,
I'm finally done 
but then there's a crack
 
 
It's my heart breaking 
she leaves for another 
I sit there aching 
Feeling like a mother fucker
 
 
I've had three mistakes, 
three tries at love. 
All leading to heart breaks,
three memories I can't get rid of 
 
With every desperate try,
a piece of my heart breaks away.
Hurting enough to make me cry
making my life ever more grey. 
 
With another piece gone 
my heart gets smaller. 
I push to carry on
but I can't go on much longer. 
 
For as my heart disappears
slowly to nothing,
my accumulating tears, 
cause me to stop trusting 
 
 
I'm not going to find someone 
In this existence.
My heart is done 
despite my persistence 
 
I pour out what some would call emotion.
I pour it out preying for devotion 
as I succumb to my fears that I'm bellow'em
I pour out my tears in the form of a poem. 
 
This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

j.s.m.w

I loved it, it's great 

zakjibrin@aol.com

Thank you. That means a lot.

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