Broken Melody

I poem about a broken heart.

My porcelain heart fell apart,
I tried to fix it but still
I am missing a few pieces.

I bow my head
as I clinched my chest,
trying to calm my beating heart;
(before it breaks free from my chest).

With each beat
my heart skips a beat,
memories flooded
as my blood pressure rises.

My porcelain heart
begins to blacken,
mold grows
where nothing is left.

Replaced by old memories,
my heart begins to sing.
Like a violin I pluck the stings,
playing a broken melody.

Author's Note

Please don't be rude, I am autistic and I might have a few mistakes. Please give me the right spelling instead of bulling me about it. I do my best just like everyone else. Thank you.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem told a real story. Old heart can be broken and when awoke. Different.
"Replaced by old memories,
my heart begins to sing.
Like a violin I pluck the stings,
playing a broken melody. "
I do like the above lines. I like how you write. With a honest pen. Thank you Amanda for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Amanda]

Thank you for commenting. I am glad you like it. I do my best.

[Coyote Poetry]

You do very well Amanda and you are welcome.

[Mark]

Your lines are clean and honest. I enjoyed reading this. Well done.

[Amanda]

Thank you very much. I hope you have a wonderful day. I am glad you like it.

[Chris]

Melancholy tones flow and float and echo... here.

[Amanda]

I know. It was a very sad time in my life. I am very grateful to have experienced it though because I have learned and grew because of my experience.

[Chris]

Experience empowers our humanity... empathy requires KNOWING what you feel and understanding others FEEL as well.

[Amanda]

So true. I am lucky I am smart enough to want to research and understanding others. I think I would have difficulty understanding myself too if I didn't understand how I feel as well as others. I wouldn't be able to relate through poetry if I didn't. Most people think Autistic people can't understand feelings. That's not what is hard for us to understand. Body language and certain things that we wouldn't normally do is what is hard for us to understand. I have learned how to not be so blunt because I have learned how to relate to others. I am glad I have because I have made beautiful friendships.

[Chris]

Appreciating "bluntness" is a skill few ...master - chuckling here. But when you DO the friendship is real.

[Amanda]

That's true. I have been told by a lot of people they like my honestly. I have more long term friends because of it.