Piece of My Heart (part 1)

• Artist: xxMy Silent Eyesxx
• Description: I was sitting down just web surfing one day last September and i just got this random inspiration and wrote this in less than ten minutes. Kind of fits my life then, but Part 2 fits me better now. *There aren't supposed to be capitals, i prefer to write in all lowercase letters for some reason, theres also a lack of punctuation.*
• Date: 03/16/2010
• Tags: piece heart part poem

so there's this piece of my heart and i give it away
every time i meet someone who really makes me smile
and this piece of my heart
has been beaten and bruised
and twisted and torn
and thrown back in my face
by those people who turned out not to care
about that piece of my heart or the person it came from.
so i wonder how this beaten, bruised, twisted and torn
piece of flesh is still pulsing and pushing
my sick sad blood through my veins
and i wonder why it bothers
when there's no one to hold and protect
that piece of my heart
and no one to make this painful process worth it.
so when there are so many ways out of this vicious cycle
why does this piece of my heart keep pulling me
toward more people to abuse me, use me,
and make me bleed and break?

Comments

[anticlimaxx]

i really like this poem.
and i felt like this a lot, too.