Broke On 5
Ice when I look at you… from the darkest depths of your eyes.
How did we get here?
Oh, I remember…
I stumbled, I fell…
Remain looked down upon.
“Sorry” has cracked, shattered…in shreds, shards…
Falls from my lips…
Broken.
Did it matter that I said it?
That I meant it?
I never could tell.
But meant it I did.
Still do.
Do you recognize today? Does your heart hurt for some reason unknown?
Mine does,
but I know.
I know you only look ahead…
so I will take the chance
And look back for you.
8 years it would have been.
My favorite number.
But we got lost on 5.
Lost on 5.
Broke on 5.
© bipolarmuse 2012
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This is my life through poetry, quotes, and my journal. The intense ride of my ups and downs of life ...and the relentless mood disorders I suffer from.
Whoever that was should have been looking at the now, not just ahead…
August 13, 2012 at 9:19 AM
Agreed.
I must say he is a great person. I was the one who did wrong… but there was something obviously wrong before hand.
My frustrations at not receiving a second chance often comes out when I write… but I think that is just good therapy.
August 13, 2012 at 9:30 AM
Muse,
Hurt heart, broke on 5, but still struggling on. It’s a glorious struggle you wage. With you in that.
Tom
August 13, 2012 at 9:25 AM
Tom, thank you for your comment. It is a struggle isn’t it?? Though glorious as you mention…
It is life… it is what it is… it is accepted. ♥
August 13, 2012 at 9:32 AM
great poem, muse
August 13, 2012 at 9:32 AM
Thank you Linda ♥
August 13, 2012 at 9:53 AM
Great writing. Spoke to me, as it is only one month for me doing terribly wrong… not 8 years. Will regret the loss and the mistake for twice that long, I believe.
August 13, 2012 at 10:04 AM
I understand your pain. It does take a long time to let go… just be patient and kind to yourself. Everyone makes mistakes… learning from them is the important part. ♥
August 13, 2012 at 10:10 AM
This is a heart-wrenching poem… great work. I like the photo also.
August 13, 2012 at 10:12 AM
Thank you Anita… I am glad you enjoyed it. The picture I got from a photo sharing site and it just fits so perfectly.
August 13, 2012 at 10:13 AM
i can certainly feel this one here. i guess when it comes to circumstances it provides to things – therapeutic as you said, and then it creates depth in the form of insights – what not do the next time. i will say as for myself i didn’t have much common sense early on in adulthood. i had to learn that by the process of experience.
August 13, 2012 at 1:25 PM
Yes, I have learned slot from experience as well. Part of the process I guess.
August 13, 2012 at 3:44 PM
Wow! I was having a thought like this earlier this morning. Love when i can connect to what’s so beautifully expressed in poetry. Your poem expresses the beauty in the pain, the time past.
August 13, 2012 at 7:01 PM
Thank you so much! I am glad that you can really connect to what I was trying to express… that is the beauty of poetry. ♥
August 13, 2012 at 8:56 PM
“My favorite number, but we got lost on 5″ Love the way you wrote this, very emotional and honest…heartbreaking, though, but part of life~xx
August 14, 2012 at 2:55 PM
Indeed part of life. It is odd how these days creep up on you without warning. I just didn’t feel “right” and looked at the date… then it dawned on me… would have been our 8 yr anniversary. And the poem flowed. Thank you for reading. ♥
August 14, 2012 at 3:23 PM