The Right Pieces

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is for my upcoming video project. Hope you like it.
I wrote this because... the feelings for my Ex have struke me again but twice as much, and since she has a boyfriend who absolutely hates me just because I'm her ex makes it worse. Everyday I feel a big blast in my heart and that's what wrote this small poem.

Submitted: October 04, 2013

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Life is an overdosed drug.

Expired yet still “worth something”.

Without you, I don’t see a penny in its value.

I have to take pills in order to keep going.

Where’s the purpose of getting up anymore?

The focus just fades into clear nothingness.

Thoughts are overtaken by guilt.

I can’t sleep peacefully without breaking myself.

Nor can I grow awake to the fun that I could enjoy.

The sight of her makes tears fall,

From my swollen eyes without a reaction in my body.

If there wasn’t control, I would pass out every time.

I can just fall down a well and comfort the isolation.

Even if she has someone else to mix with,

I’ll always feel the same and never stop wishing.

Thinking that she doesn’t break a sweat in her heart, burns mine.

True or not, feelings protest my beliefs.

Life always brings back the pain that was hidden long ago.

Love is only a puzzle, we just need to find the right pieces.


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