I figured I would share another poem riddled with torment. It focuses on the brokenhearted people who have had their hearts ripped out and left alone to heal. In the end, some become jaded, never fully regaining the heart they once had, ultimately replacing it with something to fill the void. In this case, it was a jar of flies. The flies buzzing around in the jar give the deception of feeling something where the heart belonged.
Pouring love upon you like rain
From my bed of broken dreams
I traded my hate for pain
You laugh while my soul screams
You set your sights on my mind
While ripping out my heart
While I was blind
My chest, now torn apart
A jar now rests inside
Replacing my heart so I can feel
Accompanied by blackness, it now resides
Under this deception, I begin to heal
You are a mask of disguises riddled with sorrow
I’ll hide my jar of flies until it is morrow
Let me know what you think…
Thanks for reading!
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