Embellished being

This heart seems as callous as a guitarist's fingertips, 
slowly hardening with time.
Time that passes like honey in an hourglass.
This soul is like a hollow diamond casing, 
imprisoning the building tears and emotions 
that would suggest I posses a functioning heart.
My eyes are as depthless as a mirror, 
as dull as charcoal and as near sighted as a devious promise.
Unable to see what I will to ignore, 
I see the world through slitted eyes, 
nearly convincing myself that fear and shame do not exist...
Forgetting the scars that decorate my psyche.

Surprise of Secrecy

I stare out  the window, pressing  my hand to the glass. Even painted with frost,

it`s not  as  cold  as  his  eyes. I think of   all the times he said he loved me, and 

wonder  how   he  could hide all  those  lies. I can't stop  the  tears  from falling, 

even   though   I know  he's  not  worth  it this  pain will  not end. Sinking  to the

floor, I   desperately  wish a   broken  heart  wouldn' take  so  long   to  mend.

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                      How  can  you 
            be beautiful,               If you
       have an   ugly                      heart?
     Can              you                       ever  
   find                 closure,                  If you                  
  don't                   know                   where 
 to start?                Will                you ever 
    find love,            If you're        afraid of 
       a broken            heart? Is it possible
            to loose yourself,Without first 
                        falling apart?  

Early departures and lonely goodbyes

Everything is forgotten up to
some point, though red tinged                              memories 


stay fresh much longer. Regardless
of my best efforts, this cutting pain                     will


not ease. Without you here to hold
me close, I fear I may fall to pieces. I'm             not


too sure where you are now, but I need 
you to know that my love for you will never      fade.

Over the line

You can't live your life a day in the past,

Just as you can't bring the past with you.

Despite your efforts and vise-like grip,

Through your fingers things are bound to slip through.

It's impossible to move forward while still holding back,

You can't live your life a day in the past.

Raging waters

Falling                                  
         Down...                                         
                  Into a pit less sea of swirling emotions,
                                                                          Deep in blue...
Sucked into the undertow,                                                              
                                       clawing desperately to the         surface,           
                                                                                                        Miles away...
Immersed in the darkness of the soul,                                                                         
                                                       Sinking deeper and deeper...                                  
To a place of despair,                                                                                                           
                                Where a troubled heart is the anchor that weighs you down.          

Shattered Vows

To me you said you would never

 l i e, Do                                       you  know  

you've                                                     become 

a l l you                                                        o n c e 

despised?                                                      To  m e

     you said                                                    you would

    n e v e r                                              leave, So 

explain                                   why you 

don't                 wear 

your wedding 

ring?

To      me 

you           said 

   you              would

never                hurt,

Then           why 

in       all 

my 

 life      have

I never          f e l t 

worse?        To me

you               said 

you        would

 always love,

Tell    

 me why 

to     you

 I was never 

enough?

Little Pieces

_

/        My            \

/     expression   is   impassable,     \

/       Near      impossible     to      read       ,\

/     My    words    are   infallible,  Despite   how      \

<   little  I   speak, My  mind   is  in  comparable, As it    > 

\    is  malfunctioning,    My heart    is     far    too   /

\      breakable,      Just   hanging       by    /

\        a    string.        /

--

Thorns of a wilting rose

         He crossed 

   my path many times 

today, I wish more than

 anything that he would 

  just go away. I curse

    my heart for falling 

     down my sleeve,

    for everyone to see, 

            so easily

           deceived.

             I regret 

               ever

             feeling

               any

              kind

   of attraction,

       his charm

              and

              false 

           kindness

               an 
             easy

            distraction. 

            Hatred

             and

           embarr-

          -assment

           cloud

              my

           heart,

     a constant

       reminder

         of who

               he

             was

             not.

              Oh

              the

        pain of

 invisibility, I

            have

            come

            back

            to this

            reality.

            For he

            is but

            a shallow 

            schoolboy, and

            I? A naïve,

            foolish 

            and 

            broken

            hearted

            girl. 

Wrong Solution

Threads            of heartbreak                   c u t l i k e                           vines, her
heart             w a s         broken          a 1000          times;             with             a little
tape,             and              a lot            of glue,          it almost     seems           as good
as new.          Angry      tears of          crimson          fall,          Emotions     from her
heart do           crawl; As the                    pain recedes                 and her spirit lifts,
Her hearts             still has                           room to                            l o v e.