When I say fuck this broken heart
I wish it could be in a hopeful way
a way that perseveres, and breeds hope
but this isn't one of those feelings
Robbing myself of all this emotional freedom
Doubting my trust, my logic, my hope
Leaving me to stare at mindless, emotionless contraptions
Vapid women and smart phones
share the same level of soul to me
The world is celebrating anew tonight
and I can't seem to see past my own nose
or embrace the aspirations
or even the concept of a new beginning
Ive been living with a broken
Ive been living with a broken heart my whole life. And just keep adding to it. I think i am coming into acceptance. Trying to love my own heart to heal. Also, still loving the ones i love, with a sadness about our separation. But the truth is, we are not separate, for they live in my heart.
Sad read... Made me feel.
Copyright © JessterStarshine
Good write Dear Respected Mr Deep Blue
Good write Dear Respected Mr Deep Blue.Looks like the poet does not believe in Mass Hysteria in the matter of welcoming the same old sun :)
©bishu