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The One Who Broke My Heart

The One Who Broke My Heart

I wish I could blame you 
But I'll never hate you 
Since I never had you 
I don't have the right 
I want to be free from 
My own expectations 
It is only my fault 
For setting them so high 
And I want to cry out 
But nobody listens 
To someone like me
Who self destructs 
Under the pressure 
The might of an ocean 
My thoughts and emotions 
Are compromised 
I want to be stronger 
I wanted to fight 
But it got too painful 
To see her by your side 
Maybe she'd offer 
You something I couldn't 
I could only wish you
"Good luck in life"
I wanted to blame you 
But I love you too much 
After all this lost effort 
And all of this blackness
I am the one 
Who broke my heart 

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Jason Brown

I am the one
Who broke my heart

It's brutal...because it's true. Anyone who's ever written a verse in despair can see their own shame and self-loathing in that line! I know I can.

The real power of this poem lies in the shortness of the lines.
Each one is a quick, vicious punch in the heart {your heart, his heart, the reader's??...maybe all of us?!}.

Marvellously wrought.

J ;)

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sparrowsong

Hello Yana...

Very painfully beautiful!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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