Narrow Streets and Broken Hearts

Winding roads often lead back to where you started

I bowed my head in defeat 
I chose the narrowest street 
Broke before I could stand 
Does that make me any less of a man 
Judge me any way that you wish 
All I know is that I'm finished with this

Broken hearts can only beat for a short time 
Before the cracks reach the tears in my eyes 
I tried to carry the weight 
God knows I tried not break 
But I'm only made up of sand 
A structure with no legs to stand

This jester can't laugh at his pain
Tears are all that remain 
I could tell you that I'm fine 
But you never believed me when I lied 
Best not to waste anyones time 
With this cracked heart of mine

It's not pity I seek 
At least not for me 
God knows that I'm tired and scarred 
But I've already gone this far
My cross hasn't lightened in weight 
God help me find strength

Reviews

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

This has a lot of emotion within it, I liked how you used the rhyming. Sometimes pain is hard to deal with and at times we may feel similar to how this poem is, but do not give up. I like the ending, asking God for strength, because only through Him can we have the strength to carry on in this life, and only through Him can our pain be lifted from our shoulders.

Good Job

[Josh Anderson]

That was my overall thinking:) Thank you!

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

You're welcome, I enjoyed reading it.