Broken Hearted

Thoughts & Ramblings of A Beautiful Tragedy

 

 

 

The world has been unkind to this poet. Killing her with a deathening blow as she tries desperately to remember there is beauty in life. 50,000 tears have been shed, an ocean of sorrows. My mind is corrupted by darkness as I seek light beyond this tunnel of misery. Crawling, in any attempt to escape. I am bound by chains between love and hate. A slave, so loyal, but recieves no gold in return for her duties. Controlled and programmed to make due, silently. Like a reoccuring dream of being stripped of all pride and the little bit of happiness from my soul. I ask the question time and time again what holds me in the brink of existence, keeping me in a world of hell that I can stand no longer. The demons inside that will not let me free, burning and yearning to end my loneliness and keep the dreams that overtake my mind, living in my own reality. I can't help but feel death, lurking around it's dark corner watching, stalking for the right moment to take what is his. Forever, I have been broken hearted. A cursed fate that is nothing but my own.

Reviews

[jeRRy.whaLLey]

in the future you are becoming Beautiful Broken Hearted Tragic young one -- you've captured the falling darknesses in the imagery of your word descriptors -- a description of the bottomless pit of despairs and anguishes only a writer with eyes wide open all the time seeing through even such pain can do -- the bipolar brain and the creative mind often go together -- madness and brilliance in the same person, yet navigating such treacherous seas of darkness and misery is often devastating and just tiresome -- it makes for living simply and as in tune with ones peculiar cycles of brilliance and wretchedness safely supported by those understanding ones -- writers are often these lonely Monks of pen and pensiveness imbued with wisdoms of life and living only such miseries endured can bring -- a courageous Heart can never be broken but gets bigger for the fire and tears -- write on courageous Beautiful one

[Searching 4 Serenity]

The hell in your life is only what you make of it in your own mind. For many it's hard, but even in chaos you can find some kind of peace.

[mattavelli]

Very strong emotions, Great write!!
Have fun. :)

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I applaud u so much for this very moving poem. Just absolutely amazingly well writen. The hell u describe is very much similar to mine, and i feel what u feel as well here. Yea, it truly knocks the s**t out of you when you're like this, and u try to reach higher to be free from the bondage that still tries to hold onto you. I can really see that u have very strong will power, hun, and i truly admire that so much. Well done ;) Also, uve really hit it on the head about the cursed soul, too. God, u have no idea how badly my family is cursed lol. Onto the next!! >>>

Mikey

[Robert Luna]

I loved the image that this painted in my head very strong and very vivid. You have something pretty damn cool going I can see.

Well Done!!!!!

[Rain]

You know the parable of the man who complained he had no shoes, until he say a man with no feet. Sometimes that helps, and other times the wrods are meaningless. I just feel the tortured soul of yours. Great write. Rain..

[JC Fox]

*hugs* this was heart wrenching you are a wonderful poet and sure you may be broken hearted but that is what makes you such a great writer