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my heart breaks every morning when I wake up
when I realise you are no longer here
my heart breaks every day when I think about you
every day and every night I can't stop thinking of you
and my heart breaks when I go to bed knowing that another day's gone by
without you in my life
I won’t stop loving you and will never love another
my life seems worthless now knowing that you don't care
that I mean nothing to you , ignoring me hurts like hell
and the thought of you moving on to someone else
justs kills me a little more each day
I won't see you smile for me again
I won't see you laugh with me again
I don't see your deep blue eyes staring into mine again
I won’t see your daughter grow
I won’t see you being proud
I won't see you cry
I won’t be there to hold you
I won’t be the support
I won’t be be the rock
I won’t be anything to you
you have moved on and left me broken
like my heart , into a thousand pieces
we can't ever be friends
friends don't treat each other like you treat me
they say time heals all wounds
there just isnt enough time left to heal me
maybe we will meet in another life and it will be different
we are soulmates that couldn't get it right this time
next time we might , it's all I have left to hope for now
I now long for the morning i don't wake up
goodbye my love
goodbye my sweet
one day you will realise you let the best thing you had go
it was in your grasp and you never noticed
it was everything you wished for
and you were blind to your own needs
and then I wake up and I do it all again
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This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.
This poem is about our failure to feel fulfilled by our constant consumption of life.
Read it and find out.