Do you know how it feels to realize
you’ll be alone for the rest of your life?
When suddenly it dawns upon you
that never will you be somebody’s wife?
Your heart will shatter
your soul grows dark
something inside of you dies.
Your blood runs cold
your body feels numb
you’re left with a series of whys.
When you are someone who loves the world
and the world uses you in return
you tend to shut down – allow no one in –
you’d rather not feel that burn.
There’s a kind of shame that seems to come
with knowing there’s nobody who
can find their way clear to see what they’d
have simply by loving you.
You feel worthless, cast aside and lost
wonder how things went so wrong.
You question yourself, have a series of doubts
that last for so, so long.
You pray for the light, seek out the sun
but fear it never will shine.
The dark stormy clouds that gather here now
decorate this world that is mine.
I don’t want the tears, I don’t want the pain
I don’t want to feel like I do.
But this is what happened as a result
of opening my heart to you.
heartache is when you can pen
heartache is when you can pen emotions as effective as this. A beautiful poem about heartache. Write some more. :)