Monday, January 31, 2011

break me... again!



you’ve broken my heart
over and over again

i’ve let you

extending the fragments
of which remain in tact
to be shattered
ever more
by the persecutor
of my soul

i lay it out before you

come…
crush me
destroy me
make me fall apart
over and over again
i beg of you,
break my world apart!

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27 comments:

  1. Brian MillerJanuary 31, 2011 at 1:26 PM

    ok, there is a good side to being broken..i cant help but think of cycles of abuse, which sucks, but in the good breaking, turning of my heart to greater things...yes let me be broken...

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  2. BernieJanuary 31, 2011 at 5:44 PM

    one can only allow someone the power to do to us whatever they want.....without us allowing this submission they are unable to hurt us ever, sounds so black and white doesn't it yet I know there are many grey areas,....:-)Hugs

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  3. Dulçe ♥January 31, 2011 at 6:40 PM

    Too sad... why should you insist on being done that?
    sometimes, yes- one needs to get at the end of one's tether...

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  4. Wine and WordsJanuary 31, 2011 at 7:16 PM

    I'm not sure, if it is a love so captivating, you'll take the heartbreak over losing it. Or if it's the kind of love where you come to the end of yourself over and over, yet as a bone...reset stronger and in greater resolve. Whatever the true meaning, it's gotta hurt, each time, every time, the first time, the last time.

    ((HUGS))

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  5. ShadowFebruary 1, 2011 at 2:25 AM

    someone who can say this, cannot be broken...

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  6. ererFebruary 1, 2011 at 2:56 AM

    ah i wouldn't do it if i were you... but the write up is nice... i can feel the pain!

    how's it going kay? :)

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  7. glnrozFebruary 1, 2011 at 8:51 AM

    the words convey(and I like the method) stronlgy the feeling,,the feeling-I don't like so much,,,

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  8. Anu LalFebruary 1, 2011 at 9:01 AM

    call of desire...Your words carry the scent of it.

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  9. AnonymousFebruary 1, 2011 at 9:21 AM

    I always think the more you break the stronger you become

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  10. Paula & SkipFebruary 1, 2011 at 4:36 PM

    It hurts which way ever. Yet returning out of the ashes like phoenix, that is how I always imagined it. It hurts being reborn too. In pain lays our growth. Hugs and love down the road

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  11. AnonymousFebruary 1, 2011 at 8:47 PM

    I would never do that...but I can't find you in the darkness that I am wading through. Light just a small birthday candle, I will wade that way.

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  12. GauravFebruary 3, 2011 at 7:24 AM

    let anyone break you over and over, that it itself breaks down :).

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  13. Poets UnitedFebruary 3, 2011 at 3:28 PM

    This is a powerful piece. You can hear and feel the pain and pleading in the voice of the person uttering these words. well done thank you for sharing.

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  14. Ellie KingsFebruary 4, 2011 at 7:35 PM

    It's amazing how with few words one can say so much. Powerful writing!

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  15. 21 WitsFebruary 5, 2011 at 12:06 AM

    Oh my gosh, beautiful, and stunning what great deep longing vivid colors..and a poem so touching!

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  16. Craftsman of lightFebruary 7, 2011 at 1:34 AM

    Sometimes, we feel more existant through pain....our 'pain bodies'feast on it!is'nt it?

    Very emotionally evoked, Kay!
    hugs to you!

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  17. SimranFebruary 10, 2011 at 11:05 AM

    Nice one!
    Liked your blog too :)
    I am your new follower :)

    Check out my blog :)
    http://www.myfriendshipsimran.blogspot.com/

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  18. Anu LalFebruary 12, 2011 at 10:44 AM

    Dear Poetess, I have an award for you in my blog. Drive in and take it for yourself. I am waiting.
    Congrats!
    Anu

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  19. PaulaFebruary 12, 2011 at 12:01 PM

    Passed by to check how you are doing down the road from me :-))

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  20. Dave KingFebruary 13, 2011 at 4:26 AM

    As usual your work has a strong pull, and as usual I cannot tell what the pull is: is it pessimism, romanticism, masochism or reality? Intriguing.

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  21. ClaudiaFebruary 14, 2011 at 12:30 PM

    think there is a good and a not so good brokenness - the good one lets you grow and makes you humble, the bad one destroys..

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  22. BeyondFebruary 16, 2011 at 3:57 AM

    intense!!! how I wish my destroyer to be her

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  23. GauravMarch 2, 2011 at 10:56 AM

    Kay,
    This is one of the best poem I have read and I feel coming back again and again to read it.

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  24. ShaunaMarch 22, 2011 at 1:03 PM

    this poem is so emotional and authentic.

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  25. PaulaMay 4, 2011 at 9:34 PM

    Kay, missing you and hope all is ok with you. Love form my heart to yours.
    Paula xxx

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  26. CynthiaMay 18, 2011 at 6:24 PM

    Hi Kay. Your poem is brave and honest, however
    I find the picture to be very scary.

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  27. Noelle Dunn.... A Poet in ProgressDecember 27, 2015 at 10:17 PM

    Powerful.

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