Heartbreak can continue through a life time

From the earliest it started
Through the years it travels
A brokenhearted 3rd grader
Doesn't have girl to like enough
His hear can still be broken from a closer blood
That is what he loves
That which a parent shall bring
To the boy that loved
Even now he still feels the pain
Of very wrong done to him
As the abuse shall continue
His age shall follow
An early mid-life crisis brings no change
As he pushes through life
In a meaningless way
A heart never fixed and healed
Should bring more the picture
To the last of his days
It was all the same
To the day the abuse ends
Which leaves more hearts broken
From his murder
Cause by the loved family
Of celebration his birthday it came to
The death occured on the birth
To which the death brings more irony than
The simply dying on his 32nd birthday
But the parents that brought him in the world
His heart shall never fell pain again
He lays there with the endless frown
For nothing will change for him

Reviews

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

This seems like a sad and hopeless write. A nice write. Maybe look over it again to fix some spelling.

[BrittBratt]

I felt what you feel, very nicely written. I will post more of mine later on in the month, please read mine too and give me your opinion.

[Call_Me_Miss_Imperfect]

Wow, this is a truly depressing and deep write Decaf! I wish I could write something as interesting and dark such as this you have wrote. It's sad to see a person being abused, feeling unwanted, unloved, and pushed around by the people that's supposed to be there for them. I like how you made this into a well-detailed story, but it's sad that he died on his 32nd birthday. That's what made this even more depressing to me! Maybe it was his best to go ahead and go to Heaven then to suffer down here. Atleast he won't ever feel pain again! Great write, indeed :)

Ashley Rivers-- Dream BIG and you'll win BIG:)

[Coyote Poetry]

I understand this poem. I lost three brothers at a young age. Their memories stay with us. Very hard to lose a child. The pain stay with us everyday of our life. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote