The tragic tale of love lost.

I hurt myself

   to forget you

I despaired in my being

   to erase your memory

I sat in the darkest corners of my soul

    and watched the shadows

       of light flit carelessly through

          the holes

I buried my emotions

   to forget the pain

I sank to the depths of despair

    to erase the shame

        the shame of loving

           loving in silence

I cradled my heart

   its cracks protecting

               preventing the sheer fall

        from hand to floor

I shackled my tears

                              and ceased to exist

   while fighting to restore my ground

I gave myself

    to feel again

and lost myself instead.

I shut down my emotions

      on the ride to destruction

and awoke to the danger in sight

I inhaled

          exhaled

    blinked

           twice

and stepped off the one way track to hell

I bear the scars

      that tell the tale

I hold the memories

                             that soon will fade…

by Tarin Glenn-Brown

(c) 2007

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  • God is living through me on Apr 22, 2011

    great poem

  • Darnell4850 on Apr 23, 2011

    This is an amazing poem. This, I think, is what heartbreak actually looks like on paper.

    A broken heart is a blessing because it allows you to rebuild it stronger than it ever was before. I’m sure you will make it through.

    “I am an addict to success and productivity is my drug”
    In the Process of Writing a Legend

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