Broken

I wrote this poem over three years ago. I went through a rough patch, and believed love was a lie.

Broken hearts - loves deceit
pieces fall down; to my feet

Broken promises cos loves a lie
Puddles form from the tears i cry

Broken deams of loves illusion
sorrowed cause of you intrusion

Broken hope from loves hard game
it doesnt last - ends the same

Broken of sleep with love the cause
diggin @t me with sharpened claws

Broken spirit, love of sorrow
...stolen now is my tomorrow

Broken life, where love is lost
Broken hearts, which is loves cost.

Author's Note

Ignore grammar and spelling.

Reviews

[patricia]

This would make a good song. Thanks.