Pieces

 

Pieces,pieces everywhere
blood, lies, deceit, despair
trust,love,care 
shattered like a dream
loyalty,devotion,self-esteem
what does it all mean
cops everywhere at the crime scene
somebody plaese wake me from this horrid dream
why is this happening 
to me to say the least
everything is broken now 
when it was only just a piece
a piece of what might have been
had that elmer's glue stayed strong
but it didn't so I guess you were wrong
it took guts to destroy such an item
but once its done it cant be restored
I mean hey, I was becoming a little bored
so thanks for my way out
wish it could've been done differently
but when you broke my heart
you broke that barrier and now I'm free

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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