Broken

This poem is pretty self-explanatory.

 

These days it’s hard for me to think.

Sometimes it feels like I might sink.

Right now I don’t know where I stand,

I’m lost at sea, I can’t find land.

My heart is broken, to the core.

We’ve barely spoken, have you closed the door?

You’re all I want, and all I desire.

But all is cold now, you put out our fire.

So now I sit at home alone, patiently waiting by the phone.

Desperately hoping that you might call,

But with each night my hopes just fall.

I truly wish that you could see,

Just how much you mean to me.

Reviews

[.abigail.]

has a nice concept, but the rhyming takes away from the poem as a whole.