Story Of A Broken Heart Poem by Michael Saurer

Looking back
That’s never easy
Looking forward
That’s just as hard

Childhood
In a small town
Childhood
In a nice family
Till school began

A teacher
That despised his brothers
A teacher
seemed to have waited for him
Kids
Who saw a disfigured hand
Kids
Who could hurt but not see

Some day
It stopped forever
The day
He found himself
Then love began

His first love
A history of jealousy
His first love
A way of broken dreams
In the end
She seemed to hate him
In the end
They went as friends

Stronger
He returned to life
Stronger
He escaped the pain
Then he met her

His second love
They were more than friends
His second love
He never told her his heart
They left
After her suicide attempt
They left
With a final embrace
He suffered
A twice broken heart
He suffered
For over one year
Then he felt again

His third love
Beauty had a name
His third love
He was like a slave
I don’t know
If he misjudged her
I don’t know
Why he didn’t break out

Pain
In his heart
Pain
Made it cold
Until last year

A scarred heart
Moving to feel again
A scarred heart
Caught between two girls
One of them
Helped him to return from hell
One of them
Is the way he always dreamed

A few glorious weeks
Then the problems began
A few glorious weeks
Before dreams crumbled
Before now

A heart
Scarred too often
A heart
That tends to break
Still
He feels but can not show
Still
He fights and believes in a win

Looking past
Is a way to learn
Looking forward
Isn’t easy to do