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A magnetic force pulled at my insides, drawing them out of me. I felt their want, their need to be tangled up in his. They would have done anything. I would have.... From the very first moment. I forgot my name.
I was stupid. I was blind. I was bound (and maybe a little determined). I was just a silly little girl hell bent to be broken, and carrying in her head, the hopes of a fairy tale. That BIG love. I was just a silly little girl, who should have run a long time ago.

Every question you could ever imagine, every "why?", circles round my head. A million tiny, little puke bugs flutter about in their stomach bed. They keep me hungry. Keep me company. Keep me. They keep me.... and, that's fine.

Extra pale are the stars tonight. I wish they could take back everything I'll never forget. Like warm, chocolate hair, and a crooked tooth. Like the intense craving for those pale pink lips, and the aching of every fingertip. What I wouldn't give to let them graze, and watch as goosebumps flood the plains of his lily-white, winter skin... to choke on him... to breathe him in... to taste his mouth, that half baked grin. I've never been so cold. Never felt so God damned old.

Just a silly, pathetic, little girl turned inside out. Every piece of my broken heart bleeds for all the things I'll never know, for everything that was never said, for his hands, for those huge, beautiful eyes all the time, but especially when he's stoned. Every piece would auction off another part of my being, to go back to back to not knowing if he'd chase after me, in a heartbeat. In a fucking heartbeat. To set these puke bugs free.

Hurt. Hey rag doll, It's killing me.
LOVE. SEX. LONELINESS.
The heart. I can't be blamed for how it chooses to behave.

I made my bed with you tucked in the sheets
And cried an ocean of tears into striped pillows
Just so I could fall asleep
I safety pinned you to my dreams

You. You selfish asshole, were a lesson I had to learn. Every compliment. Every bitter word. Every occasion on which you felt the need to belittle me, to cut me down to size. I shouldn't have told myself to try harder. I shouldn't have worn my heart on my sleeve. Shouldn't have served it to you on a silver platter, or watched you devour it whole.

You took away everything, ruined my bed, tainted my pillow, and made my home a place where I can't bring myself to lay my head (It hurts so much more to know that I thanked God for you everyday). You twist knives underneath the surface. You're leaving your scars. You make me want to crawl out of my skin. And, I still love you(?) because I don't know how to stop. I still LOVE you, and I HATE it more and more with every teardrop.

I hate that I'd have given you anything you wanted.... Absolutely anything for you. I would have married you, and all your imperfections. I would have kissed away all the tears you won't let yourself cry. I would have gladly taken all your hurt, and made it my own. I would have worshiped you. I would have gone anywhere, and done anything just for you to be mine.

I would have endured every beating you could give. I would have let you strip away every layer of skin, scar tissue, and muscle. I would have let you pick apart my organs to see which ones actually work. I would have done it for you, ripped and torn everything away, piece by piece, just to show you.... this love ran deeper than bare bones. I would have. I would have, and I hate it. I would have loved to hate being in love with you for just one more day. To still be able to call you 'Babe'. I'd be lying if I said otherwise.

I'd cut off my right arm for you to hold me, and tell me everything is gonna be alright, for one more kiss, for one more argument, for one more of anything that I'll miss.

No one will ever hurt me quite like you.
I've never felt for anyone what I feel for you.
I love you so much it kills me.
One day I won't think of this anymore.
You fool. You fool.
Someday this broken heart will forget its sore.

And I'll move on. I'll let you go, not that I want to but, because I love you so.... And, I'll even try to be happy.... For you. You fool.

I hope you take a piece of me with you, where ever you go. I hope that some small part of you bleeds for me, for every kiss you could have had but, never took. I hope she makes you happy... That someday you'll be man enough to let someone love you, and that you'll have the courage to love whoever she may be, right back.

Though my head knows better, right now, my heart would take you in, and do this all over again. I'm sorry I couldn't be 'her'. I know I'm better than that. I'm better than this. Better than the wreck you left to pick herself up off the floor. My heart will give itself away to someone who is truly worthy next time, that is, if my head can find the strength to forgive.

Lock and key, little heart, lock and key.

Damn.

For the most part it seemed like more of spoken word, a different approach from your other drops. I think no one's fed it yet due to how long it is. It's worth the read.

This piece takes the reader on a emotional rollercoaster and also into your psychy. Well done.

Lol psychy? ^^^

Anyways this shit was long as fuck but I liked how much dept you put into this though, I would quote but its hard on the phone ehem, and yeah it looks like a lot of suffering and negativity is all aimed at the one person who put u through hell after u gave him ur all...pretty depressing shit lol a lot of imagery and metaphors like "ripped" and "torn" really makes me picture a heart getting eaten by the tazmanian devil haha

Well this was deffo worth the read and it shows how skilled u are and ur range of talent in this poetry stuff. Good shit once again u deltaco lover

I'm glad that you liked it so much you fed it four times lol.....all fixed. And thanks guys.

shouldn't have worn my heart on my sleeve. Shouldn't have served it to you on a silver platter, or watched you devour it whole.

definitely a line of cliche but it doesnt take from the piece's over all originality


i write a lot of 'heartbreak' type of things and i know how hard it is to be original because
its been done so many times before. But you truly showed how one feeling can be depicted
in an innumerable amount of different ways and still have an immense emotional effect on the reader.
ur beginning line was very strong but i think u over did the imagery too early in the piece, it would have
been great if u utilized most of it towards the middle of the piece, which would have drawn the reader in
more. regardless, i applaud this, HQ's first 10/10