A thousand of pieces,
Pieces of my broken heart.
Flowing down from my mountain eyes,
is a stream of tears
Tears of joy? Nah
Who can mend my heart,
if it isn't my only god?
Who can make me happy?
No one can
As for my friends have varnished
As for my feelings have perished
And now, my heart is super broken
I've welcomed them,
I gave them a room in my heart.
Now I'm all left alone,
to pick up the thousand pieces
One by one
OUCH!!! I've cut my finger,
now I can't pick up the pieces
PLEASE HELP!! HELP ME!!
pick up the pieces
of my broken heart
YOU ARE READING
BROKEN HEART
Poetryits a sad poem that I wrote on a rainy day while I was feeling all alone
