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Ripped Heart

Poetry By: Rstar19
Young adult


Submitted:Jul 17, 2010    Reads: 48    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I was a lonely woman.
That lived near the waters,
Which only made me happy.
I would walk around the waters,
Pick up sea shells and dream
Will he hear me?
Will anyone hear me say?
I would do anything,
For me to stay.

I lost everything.
I probably lost myself.
I can't go back to the world

I wrote a letter,
For someone to hear me out.
Desperate to hear what I have,
Pierced in my heart.

I grabbed a near bottle near the shore,
I cleaned it up and rolled a parchment,
To the soaring oceans.

Dear mom and dad,
I miss you.
I can not dare take a step back home.
For what I have done.
But hear me through like a connected wind,
And do not say anythin'.
You took him away from me.
I couldn't let you be.
Without him say,
"You're always here with me."
He's gone now,
Somewhere far, far away.
Now I don't know where he is.
Mom, you told me once,
Everything is connected if you believe
When you kicked him out of my face
I cannot believe, even one step and pace.
I hope you receive this bottle,
Because I believe,
My bleeding heart will be better
Drained away.

I ripped myself apart,
I scarificed my own dying pain.
I dipped myself into the ocean.
And I believe this love,
Is like painless thing.


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