My Broken Window

sadness.bmp A broken window A ragged shard pierces my heart This heart of which you were a part Left alone to pick up the pieces Trying desperately to put them together again But the glass only slices my already bleeding hands Pain is overtaking me Time crawls by and I'm still broken There's nothing I can do to fix my window I've tried to get on with my life But I've failed horribly I'm in an empty parking lot My eyes blur and tears burn my pale, ghostly skin I feel myself hit the pavement But I don't feel any pain over this terrifying numbness I need you to fix my shattered window But you're the one who broke it My running mascara paints sad lines on my face Through my tears I see the streetlight flickering As if mocking my pain Is love in vain? Why should I put my heart out in the open Only for it to be broken For the one I truly need and love To shove shards of glass through it; To break my fragile window. About the poem: So I know it's not the best poem ever. Actually I don't even know if it's really a poem. It's more like a collection of thoughts I had on my mind. I'm a pretty emotional person and don't like sharing what I'm feeling with other people. So I wrote this out because I was feeling really down about a guy (of course...) and I love it anyway because it's just my true emotions and nothing else.