Letters to You

~Beating Broken Heart~

Here I stand

wondering about when it will be my turn

to cross onto the bordered lands

I watch as you smile and laugh

watching with my beating broken heart

no sign on your face of your crimes

as you dance around with glee

never once do you look at me

for why would you?

why would anyone pay any mind to a mindless broken machine

that is what you told me anyway

as I stood watching with my beating broken  heart

maybe that's what set us apart

for while you sat there with no consequence

I was there while you blinded everyone to the torn-up mess

that You made Me

so when someone asks you "Who is she?" 

you turn to look at me as though you never saw my  beating broken  heart

you shrug and talk as if you knew no better than they did

when really, although my heart is now fixed and mended

I won't forget how I was with you

my  beating  broken heart's pieces were crossed and jagged

but instead of screaming your name in pain for my  beating  broken heart

I take my now mended and beating heart and turn my back to both you

and the person you made me

as though you and my beating broken heart

were nothing but a imaginary monster in the dark