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My heart is telling me to stop, think, and evaluate.

My mind is telling me that you don’t want to be here.

My soul has been left because you proved a long time ago that you don’t care.

So it crept out the door leaving its foot prints on the floor.

 

That is your proof that you have broken me.

---Broken

                ---me

                                ---down

I don’t have anything left but a hole in my chest from where my soul use to rest.

Now my heart is so lonely.

My mind is weary.

Goodbye pain.

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

When the heart is broken. All doors to emotion are gone. A excellent poem. Description and story was very good.
Coyote

[deeps]

I like this quite the emotional write here.
I can feel this write here. Very well written and expressed!