Falling pieces

A man standing before me, that has broken other hearts

Falling pieces

Of a broken heart

It’s not mine, no

I picked it up along the way.

I guess it was

A warning sign

Of what you are

Capable of

 

Falling pieces of some ones life

Torn apart

By desire

 

I see you amuse yourself

Caught in a moment

You clearly have no idea

Of the consequence

 

Falling pieces

Of a broken heart

It’s not mine, no

I see her cry:

My future tears

Are in disguise

By your candy-coated lies

 

I see you are ignorant

You take what you’re wanting

You’ll suffer the aftermath

To taste sweet pleasure

Reviews

[willweb]

If it didn't work for them, why did I think it could work for me? This happens so often, we think we are different and maybe we are, but the person standing in front of us will always be the same, no matter how different we are. Another wonderful piece my friend and as David has stated below...a song. I can feel it.

[Alani]

Yup! A leopard never changes it's spots!
x

[David Scott]

How true this is...
How can people be fooled over and over again repeating the same mistakes as others?
How can we believe we are so special and unique in our situation as to avoid the tears and the brokenness?

Wise words and another song I think...

[Alani]

hahah.. YES! Another song :) It is.
It's exactly what you say: we meet someone, think we are special and unique to them... just to be eaten up and tossed aside.
Thank you for commenting :) x

[Shards]

Seriously think this is incredible writing
my cup of tea
I feel like I write in a similar vein
I relate to the style and the words very strongly