Broken World

by Jess   Oct 11, 2011


I might be strong, or I might be weak.

I dont want anyone to see, what love has done to me.

I've never been accepted, I always had to pretend.

I just want this fake reality, to just end.

I cant heal my own broken world, when im losing hope.

I guess when it comes down to it, I learned to cope.

I guess im use to this, use to fealing alone.

Not one time in my life, have I not been on my own.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Amreen

    I have always been through your poems especially the sad ones or about life and not a surprise for me that they say and teach a lot....!!
    very well brought up emotions and life will indeed bring the sunshine of happiness in lives dulled with shades of grey and despair....!!!

    good work hun...:))

  • 13 years ago

    by Renegade Angel

    The flow was good, i liked this a lot. keep it up!

  • 13 years ago

    by Lofallenve

    Oh, the sad emotion. :( I understand it though. You worded it perfectly.
    5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by Dezi

    I absolutely loved this poem it's going on my favorites because i can really relate to it at this time of my life.

  • 13 years ago

    by Burning Angel

    I liked it. You dont a great job and the poem was great. I could relate to it perfectly, and the poem its self is just amazing.. 5/5

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