Heartbreaker

The job of a Heartbreaker is not just for the guys..

The ladies are faceless bed partners

They can barely see past my eyes

Those tattoos that laid for you

Seen by all but understood by none

 

The only face I can see is yours

My voice has become a scary whisper

It hurts badly and I cry for

Scars that laid deep beneath

 

Don’t think men are always so strong

You’re my heart…my heart breaker

No way.. Is this what you’ve been waiting for?

To crush what I gave up to you?

 

Don’t you know I’m still counting the tick-tocks?

Each chime of that grandfather clock you loved?

Please believe…I did give you my heart

You’re my heart….my heartbreaker

 

The ladies are faceless bed partners

They can barely see past my eyes

Those tattoos that laid for you

Seen by all but understood by none

 

The only face I can see is yours

My voice has become a scary whisper

It hurts badly and I cry for

Scars that laid deep beneath

 

How can I ever forget you?

 

Dressed up smart in a suit

I make my way to your prowls

Hoping to catch an eyeful of you

Those faceless ladies can’t compare..

 

Every smash against the solid wall

Bruises plentiful, they don’t match up

Never to this crippling ache within

That you left so harshly..

 

Don’t think men are always so strong

You’re my heart…my heart breaker

No way.. Is this what you’ve been waiting for?

To crush what I gave up to you?

 

Don’t you know I’m still counting the tick-tocks?

Each chime of that grandfather clock you loved?

Please believe…I did give you my heart

You’re my heart….my heartbreaker

 

I still love you..

 

Reviews

[A.E. Surdam]

I love this. So calm and expressive. This poem looks at both sides of the situation instead of just one. Very nice read.

[Pearls Of Wisdom...Youn..]

the title says it all deep and prolific

[Sri Gawn Tu Fahr]

I feel your pain .... wonderful poem BrakenAngelicHeart (((❤)))

[HopelesslyDevoted]

very heartfelt i can tell, the best way to great poetry is honesty of emotion and you've accomplished that!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

perfection in words, a regal thought process, with an ebbed flow. the reader finds themselves almost nauseous form the cadences of meter and rhyme, well written, a great read.