Broken Glass

The pouring out of my heart when it was broken

My glass heart is shattered

With the pieces left behind

Abandoned by those who broke it

Leaving it for someone to find

These pieces, they glimmer

Casting rainbows in the light

Making others stare

At such a gorgeous sight

But this sight is just for show

Meant to merely satisfy

The others probing questions

With a little white lie

Yet, some see through my façade

And don’t like what they see

So, they take it upon themselves

To try and help me

They pick up the pieces

And piece them together

Trying to help

Trying to make it better

But soon they give up

Feeling they have nothing to gain

As the pieces cut their hands

And they feel my pain

They leave me more broken

More broken than before

Leaving me feeling unwanted

My tears a torrential downpour

So having lost hope

In everyone out there

I give up trying

To find someone that cares

I pick up the pieces

And begin to start

The painful process

Of mending my broken glass heart

As the pieces cut my hands

I begin to realize

The true pain

I hid though my disguise

The languishing pain

Of being rejected

And the mournful sorrow

Of being neglected

The searing agony

Of falling too fast

And the painful knowledge

Of many chances past

Reviews

[Dische]

Very touching, so far I think this is probably the best poem I ever read and I read a lot of poems

[Jessica]

First thought, this is going to my favorites.
It hits home and I like the visual of a broken glass heart. Actually, it's ironic that I picked this one to read because a boyfriend gave me a glass heart for valentine's day and when we broke up, I broke it.
I feel the emotions, feel the pain, relate to the words on a deep level. And the adjectives are great.
Absolutely fantastic. Great work :)

[Crash]

I like this one, at first i thought it was about losing one person..and as i read i see its more about everybody, not only abandoning the heart, but appreciating it's beauty and still giving up, not being able to take the pain. The idea of a disguise to hide behind, and the feeling neglect and unwant are strong. i think its great

[ali]

I really liked the metaphor you created of yourself like broken glass- beautifully reflecting light but harmful to those who try to fix it. It was very clever and your rhyme scheme was very flowy. The only suggestion I have is that you read some of it out loud so that you know which spots can use a syllable trimmed or added, there were only a few lines that needed some pruning if you know what I mean.
Also, thanks for your review of my work!