I am heartbroken
Posted by emo poems on March 16, 2011 at 04:16 am

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If I am heartbroken,
it’s because you don’t love me.
I loved you before I even realized it,
Your past ghosts don’t frighten me,
because I accepted them long ago.
If I am obsessed,
it’s because I can’t have you.
You don’t want me,
and every time you tell me,
you add another wound to my heart.
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For all I have know,You have broken my heart,for all these days I pray for a new heart,It will never work But i feel like this every night ,You have stab me right in the heart from the top of my lugs I see you standing there and smileing as you leave your painful mark,hearing me scream all night,seeing the blood driping from my broken emo heart.
I know exactly how you feel. Its like I can’t breathe, I don’t want to be here. I’m a ghost, I don’t belong. It’s… nice to know that someone, out there feels the same way I do, selfish, I know. Thats how I died too.
title: blood of an innocent girl.
in my heart i feel as if im standing in the dark, alone and scared.
i call for help, but nobody answers.
i reach for a hand, but nobodys there.
i can tell im crying, and on the inside i am slowly dying.
i have tried to repair my heart, but there are too many small pieces.
everytime i pick up the scattered peices among the floor, somebody pushes me down and walks all over them.
as i start to cry i sit down in the middle of the wreckage to give up.
now theres nothing left to destroy.
people have left me here to cry and slowly die.
the ground is cold and the walls are bare.
i can feel the dagger so many have plunged into my heart.
the blood that lies on the floor now from my broken heart represents whats left of me, my love, and my happiness.
my eyes begin to close and i can feel my life leaving me.
now im nothing but a body without a heart and soul.
im fading quickly.
i watch as the spark of joy and life locks itself in a cage and tells me theres no hope, and for once i believe it.
my eyes are closing.
my bodys limp and motionless.
i have tasted my last breath of life.
my blood is on the floor and my lungs are empty as i utter my last goodbye.
By: alexis (me)
by the way i am not emo, the poem is just hypothetical. its about having a broken heart and being sad.
oh yeah thats just a poem i wrote for no apperant reason
maybe you can relate
He was the love in my life
He was the one who make me happy,safe,loved,cared
Know is hard to say goodbye to him
Inside i scream “DONT GO”…..
But outside I say nothing at all
Deep inside me it feels i lost him forever
With unloved,unhappy,sad,lonely,heartbroken
I cry and cry I try not to cry but it hurts
I try and try to get over it…. I cant
I fell in love with him
I cant sleep,eat,play,think
I dream about him about comeing back
I know he is not