Broken Hearted Poems That Make You Cry Novels & Stories

The tears flowed freely, staining my cheeks with their salty remnants as my heart cried out in the silence of my apartment. I felt the ache deep within my chest, a searing pain that seemed to radiate through every fiber of my being. It was a heartbreak that went beyond the realm of lost love or shattered dreams. It was a soul-deep ache, an emptiness that threatened to engulf me in its all-consuming darkness.

My heartbreak feels cold. It's like concrete drying in my chest. Perhaps the worst part is that the heartbreak is unexpected, as is always is; top of the world one minute and cut down the next. I feel like my heart is literally cracking in two, leaving a massive, gaping hole in my chest. Tears stab at my eyes, making my vision go blurry, but Alex does not even notice, his eyes stamped onto his beautiful erasthai. I feel my heartbeat rising, and my breathing becoming shallower, but before the tears can leak from my eyes, I jump up and bolt away into the forest behind the shimmering lake. I keep running and running, sobbing quietly, before I trip and land face first onto the dusty forest floor

And now he's gone, leaving me alone and broken. I sink to the ground, unable to stand. Tears stream down my face, blurring my vision. I clutch my chest, trying to ease the ache. But it's useless. Nothing can fill the void he has left in me. Nothing can make me whole again. I'm shattered, like a glass vase that has fallen from a great height. I can't be fixed, I can't be saved. I'm doomed to live in this misery, this emptiness, this darkness.

Now I'm drowning in sorrow, lost in despair, A shattered dream, love's unfair affair. Oh, the tears keep falling, like rain from the sky, I'm just a wounded soul, asking God why? How could he make love to another, so carelessly? My heart bleeds in silence, a love that'll never be. 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵 ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ Every moment replayed, like a haunting song,

I tried to explain further but He obviously wasn't ready for any explanations. I felt my heart rip into pieces, he didn't want to hear anything from me, how could he act this way to me? And how could he accuse me of such grave crimes?I was sobbing right now and my mascara mixed with my tears making me look like a witch from a horror movie. "You are a lying bitch! What do you think you're doing? Crying? Trying to make the world pity you? "He yelled at me and immediately I stopped crying and was stunned.

My vision blurred, the room around me melting into nothing but a suffocating void of grief. I dug my fingers into my scalp, nails biting into my skin as I let out a guttural, broken scream. "WHY?!" My voice shattered the silence, raw and desperate. "WHY DID THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME?!" My sobs racked my body, my heart crumbling under the weight of my loss. Why did I have to suffer like this? Why did the world take everything from me? Why was the universe so cruel? *** Tears streamed down my face, my chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. I wanted to scream louder, to unleash all the unbearable pain consuming me, but the only sound that escaped my lips was a broken sob—weak, full of de

Heartbreak. It comes in many forms. Sometimes at the loss of your mother or sometimes breaking up with your lover. Some would cry all night but would wipe the tears the next morning and start fresh but sometimes they would just let the pain dwell deep within the heart. Days passed into months but the pain would still be there. Raw and potent.

Then he cupped his hands over her cheek. "I trust you with my heart Tan," she finally spoke, "it has always been yours and no one can take your place in my heart." "My heart beats for you. You are my first and only priority Gabby and I don't want to spend another day, not a single moment, without you." he whispered. His lips grazed hers and then the tears she had let slip. "I love you. I love you. I love you." she chanted. "Forever?" "Even after forever." Authors Note Thank you all for reading broken hearts. Phiya-

I traced it all around with my fingers until I got underneath, I squinted my eyes, bringing the pended closer, connected to the forms really small and in an old style, that looked ancient, there stood something that I could not read. I choked on snot and tears. It overwhelmed me, I couldn’t take it anymore. I cried freely now. I cried for what was, I cried for what could have been, I cried for my father and I cried for the world. I felt my heart ripping out of my chest, piece by piece since it was already broken. I felt destroyed, like a poor little plant that wasn’t noticed and trampled into the ground, deeper and deeper I go, till no-one can see my anymore but still I can feel them as they

The thing about heartbreak was you can’t see anyone other than the person that had hurt you. You can’t see how someone else looks at you because you’re blinded by the pain and betrayal from the past. You looked at everyone like they’re out to get you. Life becomes a series of black and white. Right and wrong. Good and bad. It’s bleak, lonely, and sad. Laughter becomes fleeting and happiness seems nonexistent. And though you appreciate the company and support the wound was still there. Someone may fill up the gap but it doesn’t heal the wound from the past.