Broken... 

I face my freedom with burning pain.

I cry alone, I’m going insane.

The sleepless nights and all the tears…

I need relief from all my fears…

I think about how many times

I overlooked the warning signs.

She stopped trying and we fell apart.

Now I sleep with a broken heart.

How do I cope without any hope?

That I will never hold her again?

How do I deal with how I feel

That she is no longer a part of us?

But then it comes, yet another day…

Each one hurts in a different way.

I lay awake and alone in my bed.

After another night of feeling dead.

I know I must learn to live once more.

To see what’s next instead of before.

I don’t know how or where to start.

I begin each day with a broken heart.

How do I cope without any hope

That I will ever touch her again?

How do I deal with how I feel

That she will never come back to me?

She puts me last, I still put her first.

She gets better, I keep getting worse.

I long to be like we were at the start.

Instead of living with a broken heart.

How much pain should I endure

Before she realizes how much I hurt?

How much pain will I endure

Before I realize she has closed her heart?

Lynthel 2010