Broken Pieces

I walk away from another smashed promise of you,
the light leaving my eyes as you tell me the truth.
You never once saw me in the way you promised,
the lies piling high as my head swam in love.
The warm night air is of no warmth to me,
feeling the chill of my soul shivering in pain.
You say you never meant to hurt my heart,
you only wished to make me happy and free.
Then why place me I this prison of sadness,
the darkness swallowing my soul and mind.
I walk the dark streets wandering where ever,
the thoughts racing through my head of us.
Were we ever meant to be in happiness,
or was the lie the only real thing we had?
This last lie you bestoy upon me hurts,
tears me apart like every time before you.
All the women I have loved and lost,
letting them slip through my fingers.
Did I ever have them as well,
or was the lie ever present with all of them?
I am now back at my place and dazed,
my thoughts a tangled mess in my brain.
My heart is the center of this tragic story,
being broken into little pieces once more.
Everytime it is the same cruel story and rhyme,
lovers fall fast with there hearts on their sleeves.
Love is high in the air and soaring free,
there tender hearts so fresh with joy and bliss.
And then comes the tragic ending of the end,
the truth coming out that it was never meant to be.
I pick my heart up time after bloody time,
the pieces shards of my dying love for you.
I put it back together every time,
hoping it is the last time I must do.
I feel this may be the last time I can,
the pieces not fitting back together.
They may come close and fit jaggedly,
but it feel as if my heart is broken for good,
never to feel the love of another.
Is there one out there who can mend this broken heart,
and bring me back to the man I once was?.......