T.I.M.E

this is just a little something on how i think a broken heart is made

How does a spark burn down a whole forest

 

how does an innocent lie get a heart

 

how does a peice of paper break glass

 

how does a butterfly cause me to cry

 

 

iN TIME

The spark you started with an innocent lie  when you said you loved me...

It burned the forest surrounding my heart and the innocent lie that caught the heart within time

My heart wrapped in a paper full of lies laying in the puddle of gas that i just so happened to be standing in

 

I told you i was broken i told you i was hurt but all this time i thought you loved me all this time i thought you cared

 

IN TIME

My heart wrapped in that paper was then thrown..breaking the case that held my love for you..the butterfly we once caught flys freely..away never to come back again..

 

but wait the forest will grow back..and maybe i can find a new butterfly..one not full of lies...

 

but untill then my heart will always be broken my tears will continue to drop.

 

and  in time the butterfly will continue to f .... l.... y farther away..going...going....gone

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Eternally Elemental]

Too many broken hearts all over the place nowadays. One of the only real things that get me angry are situations like these where people promise without a second thought and not living up to the promise.

Terrible instances that inspire this colorful, yet hurt, piece. I love the way you used seemingly harmless things like paper, white lies and a butterfly to represent something that can be so cruel.

The colors intensify at the end of the poem, which I thought suited well.

I hate reading things like this because of what they are about, but I love reading them because they capture hurt so well. But not all butterflies are idiots haha, like you say near the end.

When its finally gone it is true peace. You deserve the right kind of love, not the kind that creates this.

Very beautiful and original and fun play with the format. It was worth me spying in to read ^^

[nostal]

Love the format.
Great poem.