Break Up Poem

How Do You Heal A Broken Heart?

I recently suffered from a break-up, which was hard, given the reasons why it all happened. For the first two weeks or so, I was completely lost. I didn't know how to go on every day, and I was starting to not want to go on every day. So one day I sat down with my notebook and just started writing, and I came up with many different poems; but this one is the most relatable to the subject I feel. I hope I can help someone else through a heartbreak where they are too confused to know what to do.

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I also have suffered a broken heart, and I'm still choking on the slivered pieces. There is not a day that goes by that my eyes don't moisten like the morning dew. When my everything left, my...

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Broken Hearted

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Published: March 19, 2019

How do you heal a broken heart
When your whole world has fallen apart?
I still have hope in every new day,
Even though I love you and you walked away.
My mind feels like it's being overflown
With all the times we shared and everything we used to know.
It hasn't been long,
But I am crying over it all.
I thought you loved me,
But maybe I was wrong.
I love you and I always will;
After all, I loved you then and I love you still.

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  • Kumari Weerasooriya by Kumari Weerasooriya
  • 3 months ago

Though separation is a common issue in today's world, it is not a secret that the relevant parties suffer. The poem gives such individuals a hint of how to manage the pain.

  • Tim R. Harrison by Tim R. Harrison, Topeka ks
  • 7 months ago

I also have suffered a broken heart, and I'm still choking on the slivered pieces. There is not a day that goes by that my eyes don't moisten like the morning dew. When my everything left, my entire world was more than devastated. It has been over two years now, yet I wake up every morning expecting to hear that intoxicating voice of hers. I'm not upside down or right side up; I just am.

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