Poems from a shattered heart

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So I was given an assignment in my American Lit class to write 4 pages of a short story or poetry. Somehow I’ve ended up writing poetry for the first time since high school and I’m saddened to report that they’re ALL about the divorce. *sigh* Just when you think you’re moving past your subconscious pulls you back in.

Does anyone else write poetry to help with their feelings?

Bright eyes

Chasing stormy skies

I’m only me

 

Quiet and shy

Seeking a love that lets me fly

I’m only me

 

Bruised and broken

Left with strength as my token

I’m only me

 

You brought me down

I put on that gown

I wasn’t me

 

Your lies caught up to you

Can’t believe what you put me through

Now it’s only me

And I am FREE

 

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I’m sorry it’s too late

 

Too many tears

My worst fears

Not enough years

 

You did it to me

You did it to us

Sorry baby but I still hate you

 

They’re gone from my arms

Never my heart

Wish it had been you

To forever depart

 

Stuck in my heard

Awake and sleeping

You haunt me even when I’m dreaming

 

Want to move on

Out of the past

Can’t seem to let go

I don’t want to want you anymore

 

Take your memories

Take your pain

You already took me

 

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Do you rip wings off of butterflies

Or just break hearts along your path of

Destruction?

 

Was my head hidden in the clouds

Or did you just deceive me with your

Charm?

 

Did you expect me to follow

Or just pretend you aren’t a

Danger?

 

Where did you learn to separate your soul

Or did you forget to believe in

Redemption?

 

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Grab my attention with that silly grin

Pulling me down

Drawing me in

 

Left my life in this town

Twist and spin

I’m in a gown

 

Days spent dreaming

Not who you pretended to be

To be left alone and careening

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Today would have been my 4th anniversary. Know the weird thing? I’m actually okay today. I spent this day last year a hot mess, crying, avoiding people, and just generally being miserable. Today I kicked ass at my nursing skills practice, laughed with friends and now I’m about to sit and study. I truly could not ask for a better life and today just makes me even more grateful my past is behind me.

3:1:1

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Finally back to school today. I only had 4 days off but it felt far longer. I can’t believe how much I missed school. For all that I slept maybe 3 hours last night I couldn’t wait to go to school today.

I missed my friends. I missed my routine. I even missed driving in my car (it’s quiet unlike my house). But the best part was getting to wear my scrubs for the first time!!! I officially feel like a nursing student. I may have already been in school for 6 months but somehow it feels more real now.

But now I’m off to bed because I have to be up early again. I love my life!

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The Place; The Sunshine

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It’s finals week which automatically means STRESS! But to me, the stress and cramming, studying and yet more stress, just means that I am on my way to my future. Every struggle is a step closer to the light at the end of the tunnel; to sunshine in my beautiful future. I am on my way to the place I am meant to be. The place I am designing out of my own hard work. The place I’m working hard to get.

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