A baby died
and never saw the light.
My grandfather
who was truly grand
passed away.
Life treated me
to what I believe I deserve.
There is so much pain,
in my heart.
There is only one piece
of it left.
It's a red stained
shattered piece of glass.
It is thin and the stain
is blood red.
every one who has used me
took a piece of my heart.
Those who are kind
and are like family,
brought this piece back.
The words
"I love you"
used to mean
"I care for you"
but as years passed
they became
" I will use you."
I rarely say those words,
but when I do,
i mean them with care.
I believe very few
when they say those words,
because I know
I am one piece away
from being empty again.
I know only true love
can give me a piece of heart.
I thought there was no chance
for me to find that love.
But now I believe
that I have found someone
who can give me a piece of heart.
he is true
and so pure.
i truly do not deserve him,
yet he says he belongs with me.
No one has ever said
that he wants to be with me.
No one has ever said
that they love my unborn child.
No one has ever asked about my past
and has cared about what happened.
No one has ever asked
about my Grandfather.
Yet he has done it all.
He cares for me
more than I care for myself.
He calls me beautiful.
I love him,
with all my heart.
I know there isn't much of it
but I hope he accepts.
I just have a feeling,
that he will never break my heart,
nor turn my last piece
of heart
into two.
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