A Puzzle of Shattered Dreams
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It may look like heaven-but this is her hell...
Shadows dance in the dungeons of a hell, for life and lost souls of hope have put them all there.
Is this the life that she was meant to lead?
She always thought that love should set you free.
She lies to herself she never questions his lies.
She prays he tells the truth, but his truths are just lies in disguise
She cries silently when no one is around.
Careful not to make a mess out of the smile she now frowns.
She can’t hear the hopes she use to repeat in her head.
She can’t feel her dreams and some days she longs to be dead.
What questions we ask-she has no truth to give in response.
Because if she tells the truth, her faith in her life will then be a loss.
She has come to terms with the reality that this is her life.
She has no one to listen, no one to hear any of her silent cries.
She takes all of his judgment all of his words and all that he is willing to give.
His mood is what determined how she is able to breathe and how she is able to live
She is convinced she is the one at fault.
She is convinced she deserves all that he has taught.
Her lies are now her truth, she questions no more.
The sun is a fantasy and in her fantasy she has lost all control.
He makes the choice of what she can do and what she is able to see.
She once wished his love would be the love that would set her free.
Every night he asks her questions, she didn’t know she was doing wrong.
She wished she was different-but that wouldn’t be her song.
Shadows Dance in the Dungeons of a Hell,
For life and lost souls of hope have put them all there.
Drifting thoughts of despair make up the heaven she lives in.
She is lost-she is shattered- She is broken,
She is no longer the woman who once knew what she was worth.
"God save me" she cries- But God isn’t listening to her-
She feels as if he has forgotten who she is.
She doesn’t blame him; even she has forgotten who she is.
Broken pieces and shattered dreams, and the vivid colors of hell.
She places them together and sharpens the edges; and look-
It looks like heaven- but this is no heaven-this is her hell.
A puzzle she has created, that can be put together in so many ways.
This puzzle is made up of lies, crafted together by broken hopes and dreams and the distant memory of who she thought she would be.
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Thank you Veronica for being the first to comment on this poem. Relationships are one of those things that can make us as well as break us. You are right, it is scary when your future and dreams are held by one individual-especially when they abuse the power.
Thank you once again for all of your support-I appreciate it so very much ma'am.
Broken pieces and shattered dreams, and the vivid colors of hell.
That was awesome. I wish I had written that. Can I borrow it sometime. lol. Just kidding. Voted it up.
H.C., this is so beautiful and I want to say something but don't know what to say. I only hope that the pain which inspired these beautiful but haunting words is only temporary. Even when you are hurting, your strength shines through. Take care.
Mike
wow is all I can say; rate up for sure!
A puzzle she has created, that can be put together in so many ways.
This puzzle is made up of lies, crafted together by broken hopes and dreams and the distant memory of who she thought she would be.
WOW....i can feel the pain.rated it-up!
take care,Nadia
mike, thanks for stopping in and reading this poem. i appreciate your words of encouragement. life is made up of so many different emotions and moments---some are wonderful and uplifting, others remind us that we are human and we can still slip and fall. I am still choosing to get up after each and every fall- but it doesnt mean that i dont have the right to cry my heart and eyes out while I am down on the ground. :)
Point is, I am fine-I just needed to cry :)
and writing is often my way of crying, just as it is my way of laughing and celebrating :)
samboiam
thanks for reading and commenting :) Borrow away-as long as it is used with love :)
blackreign2012
Thank you ma'am-I am honored you feel that way about my writing :)
nadia-you are very sweet my dear. i aprreciate you taking the time to read and comment. I love how you always let me know what lines stood out the most for you, although I hope it is not because you can relate- thanks again nadia :)
You have truly portrayed in this poem what alot of women go through,beautiful poem,thanks for sharing.
Thanks again Steviem, you have been busy reading today? Thank you for taking the time to read and to comment on another poem of mine-I am flattered that you like more of my writing :)
I think it was very nice you write elegantly almost above my threshold of true understanding-I am concrete between the ears on "pretty eloquent language stuff".
But I know it was good and I liked it
Thank you Tom, I appreciate you taking the time to read and to comment on this poem. I am glad that you like it :)
Hi H.C.
Beautiful poem, it really describes the depths of anguish a woman goes through when she is abused. It is a picture of pain beautifully captured in words. Your poetry is amazing.
H.C Porter, you have expose everything. Keep writing. GREAT HUB!
Internet writer, thank you so much for the compliment. I hate to think that so many go through such a hard time- love should be uplifting and kind- never demeaning and cruel. Thanks for taking time to read and to comment
ezzy1512,
Thank you for stopping in and commenting :) and thanks for the kind words :)
I agree H.C, you can not call it love unless it is uplifting and kind. I don't think real love could ever be demeaning and cruel.
Internet writer- I am glad you agree...maybe someone should send out that news letter. Takes a lot of women a long time to realize this. They should start teaching self esteem in High School as well as Communication and Anger Management??? But that is just my opinion- I am sure more women and men would be better equipped to handle differences if they were taught to at an earlier age.
I'm single . But I see women all the time with a husband or boyfriend that just treats them wrong . Or bad .
I always think . Man why is she with that guy . She could do so much better . Never thought about her losing who she is or what she was to be . Kinda makes sense . Thx
tuckerp, thanks for the comment. men that dont treat women the way that each deserves to be treated, often have a certain ammount of control over the woman he is with. it is like a game---he just happens to win through manipulation. Thanks for stopping by, I havent seen you around before-I am glad you found your way over to my hubs :)
the fact that you can't solve THE puzzle makes you a better writer!
This was a very touching poem. You presented the pain so beautifully and so emotionally that i could just say "HATS OFF TO YOU"...
superb!!:)
epigramman,
you are probably correct- the lost insight and added wonder give me much content to write on- thanks for taking the time to read and to comment
dhanashri,
thank you for reading and commenting on more of my poetry. I am not sure if I deserve a Hats Off Reply, but I am very flattered-
Hello great poem I LOVED it. Sorry havent been around as much...I shall make it a point to read more of your hubs. Great job. Cheers.
this is so sad and painful, kinda scary to the heart.
ladyjane, thanks for taking time this weekend to stop by and read my poem-I am glad that you like what you have read. No need for apologizing-I am guilty of the same :)
Rafini, Thank you kindly for reading this poem- The wrong relationships, the toxic relationships-often are painful and scary- I very much appreciate your feedback :)
Great poem, great job.
writer20, thank you. I am glad that you found and liked my poem. I appreciate the feedback :)
this poem it is me..exactly all that i am going through.. yet i have seen through the window to his soul that he has closed tight with shutters that he still loves me yet closes himself off dening his true heart and now pretends i don't exsist why i don't understand.. we have known eachother for a very long time and i took the final chance when i realized how much i loved him the first time knowing he could destroy my heart and soul.. i made a mistake i asked him to go the thought that we wouldn't work things out hadn't crossed my mind but now...i took another chance like a fool trusting in a mutualy "friend" to pass my message on to him that i wanted to work things out to have it all back fire. She hooked him up with someone else and now he don't hear anything i say or beleive anything i say.. he fails to see how i do take everything to heart he says or does?? so ya it's like this poem was about me..
splitpea
I truly hope that this isnt you- this is a very low place to be and if you are free from a man that could put you here...stay free. love should not hurt, nor should it cost you your strength or will to live. please take care splitpea- please stay safe...
hcp
Veronica Allen Level 1 Commenter 23 months ago
You have effortlessly put into words what so many women (and men) experience in relationships gone wrong. It boggles my mine the power a person can have over another.
When a person's dreams and aspirations are dashed and their life and every thought is all tied up in one individual, that is down right scary to me.
True love allows for a reciprocating of thoughts, feelings and desires. It involves a good amount of give and take on both sides.
Once again you have successfully tug at my heartstrings H.C.