Broken

about the feelings of a brokenhearted woman.

He left

He left me alone

With my body not treasured by his touch

My mind is full of matter for him;

Weeping and lamenting

About the love I have for this son of Adam.

My heart is full of sufferance and grieves

What is worse,

I’m bankrupt of a soul

The free spirit to be loved by another

My eyes have become a cloud annoyed with rain.

He destroyed my happiness with a single word

Bye, it was he said

He closed my nose; so I couldn’t breathe

Then I died

Is that his fashion?

To leave when the going gets tough?

“Sweep on with your life”, I am told

But it is everything but a piece of cake.

All that remains are memories

And dreams we had together

But here I am with a broken heart

A broken spirit

Broken hopes and broken dreams