Broken Heart Poems
The Stars Have More Heart Than You Ever Could
Once upon a time
a wax moon and paper-mâché stars were my life.
The night sky became an art project
from my fourth grade days
when I was one year away from being another top dog on the playground.
I was only nine years old but at that age
I found pleasure in the simple things,
like the happiness that sunshine brings
or vaulting off the swing set and praying I would hit the sand
and stick my landing.
My life back then was so demanding,
making sure I was always handing in my homework,
climbing trees with my friends then checking
to make sure that my clothes weren’t ripped
because if they were my mother would be pissed
and she’d use it as an excuse to get me more.
When I was in the fourth grade I hated shopping.
I was always too busy popping bubbles in midair and
stomping through puddles to even care if my clothes fit right
or if I had holes in the knees of my jeans and
“Please, Mom. Can’t we do this next week?
I’m supposed to go to Jamie’s house
to play hide-and-go-seek.
All the other kids are gonna be there,
and I wanna go too. Besides,
I’m the best hider in the group.”
Naturally, she wouldn’t listen and I’d end up missin’ out.
Guess she just didn’t understand what was so important
about fitting in with a group of grade school kids
who were as fickle as a group of grade school kids could be.
Eventually, the flow of our friendship trickled into
the end of an era
and we parted ways because I didn’t have the beauty or the brains,
the money or the schoolyard fame and
they weren’t okay with having me around.
So while they were flying high and beating people down,
I was somewhere off to the side with my eyes to the ground.
That was how the pale moon found me.
But now, it’s waning
and the stars are waving goodbye,
they’re fading and losing their light
and suddenly,
my night sky doesn’t seem so pretty.
It’s a pity
‘cause I’ve always felt that the stars were my friends.
They just get me, you know?
They’ve been with me since the day I was born
and they never cared if my clothes were torn;
they have never stolen hours from me and
they don’t give a shit about my lack of popularity.
That, in all honesty, is a rarity these days and
it kills me to know it’s just slipping away.
So when I’m alone or I’m lonely,
feeling like I’m the only one with nothing to say,
I look back on my grade school days and
my eyes gaze on a little wax moon and
stars made of paper-mâché
and in that moment,
everything seems okay.by PrettyOdd
posted on 12/02/2009
Once upon a time
a wax moon and paper-mâché stars were my life.
The night sky became an art project
from my fourth grade days
when I was one year away from being another top dog on the playground.
I was only nine years old but at that age
I found pleasure in the simple things,
like the happiness that sunshine brings
or vaulting off the swing set and praying I would hit the sand
and stick my landing.
My life back then was so demanding,
making sure I was always handing in my homework,
climbing trees with my friends then checking
to make sure that my clothes weren’t ripped
because if they were my mother would be pissed
and she’d use it as an excuse to get me more.
When I was in the fourth grade I hated shopping.
I was always too busy popping bubbles in midair and
stomping through puddles to even care if my clothes fit right
or if I had holes in the knees of my jeans and
“Please, Mom. Can’t we do this next week?
I’m supposed to go to Jamie’s house
to play hide-and-go-seek.
All the other kids are gonna be there,
and I wanna go too. Besides,
I’m the best hider in the group.”
Naturally, she wouldn’t listen and I’d end up missin’ out.
Guess she just didn’t understand what was so important
about fitting in with a group of grade school kids
who were as fickle as a group of grade school kids could be.
Eventually, the flow of our friendship trickled into
the end of an era
and we parted ways because I didn’t have the beauty or the brains,
the money or the schoolyard fame and
they weren’t okay with having me around.
So while they were flying high and beating people down,
I was somewhere off to the side with my eyes to the ground.
That was how the pale moon found me.
But now, it’s waning
and the stars are waving goodbye,
they’re fading and losing their light
and suddenly,
my night sky doesn’t seem so pretty.
It’s a pity
‘cause I’ve always felt that the stars were my friends.
They just get me, you know?
They’ve been with me since the day I was born
and they never cared if my clothes were torn;
they have never stolen hours from me and
they don’t give a shit about my lack of popularity.
That, in all honesty, is a rarity these days and
it kills me to know it’s just slipping away.
So when I’m alone or I’m lonely,
feeling like I’m the only one with nothing to say,
I look back on my grade school days and
my eyes gaze on a little wax moon and
stars made of paper-mâché
and in that moment,
everything seems okay.by PrettyOdd
posted on 12/02/2009
Bleed
I bleed for you,
you bleed for me.
We'll mutilate ourselves for free.
I fall for you.
You fall for me.
We hit the ground for all that has come to be.
i lie for you,
you lie for me.
as we play these games of make believe.
I break for you.
you break for me.
We both are torn apart at the seams.
I try for you.
Yo try for me.
We both collapse under insanity.
I die for you.
You die for me.
As we bathe in the blood we bleed.
I cut for you.
You cut for me.
We'll slit our wrists to feel relief.
by Babigurlbroken
posted on 12/07/2009
I bleed for you,
you bleed for me.
We'll mutilate ourselves for free.
I fall for you.
You fall for me.
We hit the ground for all that has come to be.
i lie for you,
you lie for me.
as we play these games of make believe.
I break for you.
you break for me.
We both are torn apart at the seams.
I try for you.
Yo try for me.
We both collapse under insanity.
I die for you.
You die for me.
As we bathe in the blood we bleed.
I cut for you.
You cut for me.
We'll slit our wrists to feel relief.
by Babigurlbroken
posted on 12/07/2009
It still hurts
I’m told to get over it
That’s easy for you to say
I’m told I should trust you again
But the pain won’t go away
I’m the one who showed you love
I’ve always been devoted
You’re the one who did me wrong
I bug you, so you have quoted
I see her house every day
The place you said you weren’t
I see you snuggled up together
I was alone and incoherent
You told her things I need to hear
You told me I was wrong
I was being paranoid
I sang the same old song
You say you’re sorry it’s me you love
I wish that were the case
I know what love can really be
I no longer need to chase
Your love for me, if it’s really there
Should understand my pain
But can a relationship really work
With such a dirty stain
I need that man the one I had
The one she fell for too
I need your love and patience babe
I need it bad, I do
by kaz75
posted on 12/12/2009
I’m told to get over it
That’s easy for you to say
I’m told I should trust you again
But the pain won’t go away
I’m the one who showed you love
I’ve always been devoted
You’re the one who did me wrong
I bug you, so you have quoted
I see her house every day
The place you said you weren’t
I see you snuggled up together
I was alone and incoherent
You told her things I need to hear
You told me I was wrong
I was being paranoid
I sang the same old song
You say you’re sorry it’s me you love
I wish that were the case
I know what love can really be
I no longer need to chase
Your love for me, if it’s really there
Should understand my pain
But can a relationship really work
With such a dirty stain
I need that man the one I had
The one she fell for too
I need your love and patience babe
I need it bad, I do
by kaz75
posted on 12/12/2009
Cold Clay
I think the heaven's cried for me today
saddened angels shrieked and only flew away
even your supposed guardian angel,
whose bond was broken like
pieces of clay.
I embraced you; long gone...
for the longest loss of time,
my arms frozen in place,
I couldn't accept you were no longer mine,
Not even the tears in my eyes could stay,
and you laid still, cold and broken
and I feared forever that way.
The sirens couldn't awake me,
Not even firm hands of strangers could shake me,
My body trembled, and all the planets
just seemed to leap and collide.
The dark pool of life surrounded where
you chose to leave yours forever
by suicide.
I was stone; Paralyzed,
just a death wish; just a will away,
I guess you were tired of feeling
as I do now;
as numb and breakable as hard clay.
My eyes hang down now,
everyone's dressed in black, for your mourn,
and all I can think is how I hope God's molding
you with hands careful and warm
Be that beautiful piece of vanity
on that shelf in heaven,
all the angels eyes will glisten ,
like mine once had for you.
Like crystallized sunset in the afternoon.
I hope God knows what he's taken in,
because I know what I'm missing out on,
But I have a plan, and I will see you soon.
by flippin thru life17
posted on 12/02/2009
I think the heaven's cried for me today
saddened angels shrieked and only flew away
even your supposed guardian angel,
whose bond was broken like
pieces of clay.
I embraced you; long gone...
for the longest loss of time,
my arms frozen in place,
I couldn't accept you were no longer mine,
Not even the tears in my eyes could stay,
and you laid still, cold and broken
and I feared forever that way.
The sirens couldn't awake me,
Not even firm hands of strangers could shake me,
My body trembled, and all the planets
just seemed to leap and collide.
The dark pool of life surrounded where
you chose to leave yours forever
by suicide.
I was stone; Paralyzed,
just a death wish; just a will away,
I guess you were tired of feeling
as I do now;
as numb and breakable as hard clay.
My eyes hang down now,
everyone's dressed in black, for your mourn,
and all I can think is how I hope God's molding
you with hands careful and warm
Be that beautiful piece of vanity
on that shelf in heaven,
all the angels eyes will glisten ,
like mine once had for you.
Like crystallized sunset in the afternoon.
I hope God knows what he's taken in,
because I know what I'm missing out on,
But I have a plan, and I will see you soon.
by flippin thru life17
posted on 12/02/2009
My fallling angel
My fallen angel
I am here
Forever and always
So wipe away that tear...
I have fallen for an angel
Lost in her eyes
Found in her heart
Here with a creature with our hearts worlds apart...
But yet here you are
And here I am
Our love burning like the north star
Yet my angel here you are...
Her skin like ice
Her eyes like glass
Her beauty untouchable
Our hearts inseperatable
Our love unbreakable...
My fallen angel
I am here
Forever and always
So wipe away that tear...
The kiss of an angel
WOrds can't even describe
I'm falling more and more over time
Lost in our own world
Our bodies becoming one heart...
My angel, my darling angel
Leaving me now
God calls for her return
Breaking the bond between your heaven and my earth
Leaving me without a breath
So I take my life to follow our love...
My fallen angel
I am right here
I promised forever and always
So wipe away that tear.
by KAS
posted on 12/11/2009
My fallen angel
I am here
Forever and always
So wipe away that tear...
I have fallen for an angel
Lost in her eyes
Found in her heart
Here with a creature with our hearts worlds apart...
But yet here you are
And here I am
Our love burning like the north star
Yet my angel here you are...
Her skin like ice
Her eyes like glass
Her beauty untouchable
Our hearts inseperatable
Our love unbreakable...
My fallen angel
I am here
Forever and always
So wipe away that tear...
The kiss of an angel
WOrds can't even describe
I'm falling more and more over time
Lost in our own world
Our bodies becoming one heart...
My angel, my darling angel
Leaving me now
God calls for her return
Breaking the bond between your heaven and my earth
Leaving me without a breath
So I take my life to follow our love...
My fallen angel
I am right here
I promised forever and always
So wipe away that tear.
by KAS
posted on 12/11/2009
Can't Let You Go
Why did you leave me all alone?
I could have been hurt, taken, or i could have died.
You didn't care about me, only yourself.
When i let my heart go, it flew to you.
You held it as far from your heart as possible.
Why?
Then you took it and had to break it, but not just once.
Two times.
You thought it was funny to tease me, but it wasn't.
You are not what I wanted you to be.
You are so much less.
When i first saw you, I thought you were perfect.
You were perfect, but only on the outside.
I got to know you better.
The inside was cruel and ugly.
I shouldn't have let you get into my head.
That was the worst mistake of my life because now, i can't let you go.
I can't let you out of my broken heart.
Even though you let go of me, forever.
by spicysalsa1
posted on 12/12/2009
Why did you leave me all alone?
I could have been hurt, taken, or i could have died.
You didn't care about me, only yourself.
When i let my heart go, it flew to you.
You held it as far from your heart as possible.
Why?
Then you took it and had to break it, but not just once.
Two times.
You thought it was funny to tease me, but it wasn't.
You are not what I wanted you to be.
You are so much less.
When i first saw you, I thought you were perfect.
You were perfect, but only on the outside.
I got to know you better.
The inside was cruel and ugly.
I shouldn't have let you get into my head.
That was the worst mistake of my life because now, i can't let you go.
I can't let you out of my broken heart.
Even though you let go of me, forever.
by spicysalsa1
posted on 12/12/2009
Love Hurts(Too bad you make me feel so good)
Confusion, yeah you're killin me.
This feeling makes me feel so free.
But what am I supposed to see
in you?
And what am I supposed to do
when everyone I know hates you?
Please just help me see us through
...or not.
Oh, let me guess, is this the end?
Will I hear voices in the wind?
Like a dumb love story, bend
my heart.
Mend it so it doesn't hurt.
Break it, see just what I'm worth.
I might as well just leave this Earth,
love hurts.
by fruitloop199
posted on 12/03/2009
Confusion, yeah you're killin me.
This feeling makes me feel so free.
But what am I supposed to see
in you?
And what am I supposed to do
when everyone I know hates you?
Please just help me see us through
...or not.
Oh, let me guess, is this the end?
Will I hear voices in the wind?
Like a dumb love story, bend
my heart.
Mend it so it doesn't hurt.
Break it, see just what I'm worth.
I might as well just leave this Earth,
love hurts.
by fruitloop199
posted on 12/03/2009
I Had A Dream Where I Was Still Awake
I had a dream where I was still awake,
I was walking through a field of rotting animals,
When I found myself on the deck of a house I'd never known,
Through the window I peered and saw myself at a table,
The me inside this window was eating a bowl of ashes,
Spoonful after spoonful he lifted to his lips,
Then stopped and noticed a hair on his shirt,
Long, it belonged to one beloved by us both,
As he stared at this hair it began to change,
It became a snake with eyes of death and deceit,
And with a tongue of pure silver she peddled her goods,
She was selling stories that I couldn't help but buy,
I had no choice but to listen and obey,
This me in the window he picked up a knife,
This me in the window he put it in his chest,
This me he cut out his heart and stared,
And then as I shuddered the boards beneath me collapsed,
I fell into a river that flowed up instead of down,
It washed me to an isolated island completely alone,
Where a hangnail moon hung a handbreadth away,
In my loneliness I began to shed tears,
And the tears turned to acid melting away my eyes,
As the dark engulfed I screamed and cried out,
I yearned for help but the opposite came,
They rustled around me with wings that didn't flap,
They circled with feet that didn't step,
Jagged fingernails traced and scratched,
But there wasn't anything there,
Revelation hit me in a storm of understanding,
This was the first time I ever truly saw,
This dream where I was awake wasn't a dream at all,
It was my life and I had never know what it was to be awake.
by Iggy
posted on 11/20/2009
I had a dream where I was still awake,
I was walking through a field of rotting animals,
When I found myself on the deck of a house I'd never known,
Through the window I peered and saw myself at a table,
The me inside this window was eating a bowl of ashes,
Spoonful after spoonful he lifted to his lips,
Then stopped and noticed a hair on his shirt,
Long, it belonged to one beloved by us both,
As he stared at this hair it began to change,
It became a snake with eyes of death and deceit,
And with a tongue of pure silver she peddled her goods,
She was selling stories that I couldn't help but buy,
I had no choice but to listen and obey,
This me in the window he picked up a knife,
This me in the window he put it in his chest,
This me he cut out his heart and stared,
And then as I shuddered the boards beneath me collapsed,
I fell into a river that flowed up instead of down,
It washed me to an isolated island completely alone,
Where a hangnail moon hung a handbreadth away,
In my loneliness I began to shed tears,
And the tears turned to acid melting away my eyes,
As the dark engulfed I screamed and cried out,
I yearned for help but the opposite came,
They rustled around me with wings that didn't flap,
They circled with feet that didn't step,
Jagged fingernails traced and scratched,
But there wasn't anything there,
Revelation hit me in a storm of understanding,
This was the first time I ever truly saw,
This dream where I was awake wasn't a dream at all,
It was my life and I had never know what it was to be awake.
by Iggy
posted on 11/20/2009