Pieces of me lay about the floor.
It's hard to pick me up
when you don't know where to start.
It's hard to make out the person I was,
or which pieces go where.
You fiddle with one piece between your fingers,
You can hardly make it out.
You look closer and realize,
it is my heart that you hold in your hands,
but it is very badly cracked.
Do you have enough glue to fix all that is torn?
Or enough patches to mend all the holes?
Piece by piece you pick me up off the floor.
You know that it is your fault that I am broken.
You let go.
You place the last piece in the right spot,
And you step back to take a look.
But I don't look the same, I don't look right.
And no matter how much glue you use,
You can never fully restore me.
You will never be able to work out all the kinks, and lumps.
I will never be as sturdy and strong as I once was.
But everyone knows,
that is what happens when you break things.
You let go...
I fell apart.
A contest entry
- Such a Painful Love by Blooming Poet.
300 points, ended September 27, 2008, 24 entries
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What did you think
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wow I really like the imagry in this piece such a great write thanks so much for your entry and best of luck to you in the future and with your writing.
andi
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honest and raw words you have penned here
excellent poetry
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So true, you are, poet...Once someone has been broken, it can never be the same, simple way it once was...
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wow! awesome write! I feel you hun! this is awesome!
very well pictured and very well penned!
nicely done!
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What an amazing poem. Such heartfelt truth in every word you've penned. I can deeply relate to your sadness and sense of brokeness. You've done a great job with this!
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Great poem! So true. I loved "You will never be able to work out all the kinks, and lumps. I will never be as sturdy and strong as I once was. But everyone know, that is what happens when you break things." So sad!
*HS*
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Alas, there is hope -- that still small light inside which provides the sight to rebuild anew. Good luck in your contest. Peace.
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This holds so much truth!! We can never be quite the same again can we when we're broken by someone?
Stunning write!
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Today's Poem: 10/04/2008
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very sad mama...
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Oh. Oh. Oh. This is so sad. How heartbreaking. It is one of the saddest poems I have ever read because it is one of the truest. It was just absolutely stunning in the line "But I don't look the same, I don't look right." Wow. The imagery was so...heartbreaking. Sorry to keep repeating myself, but the poem was about heartbreak and you did an incredibly effective job in portraying that.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~
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