Broken Spirit

Broken Spirit

You broke my heart

And you might not know it now

But you also broke my spirit

When you breathed your last breath

And never once looked back

I could feel my heart and my spirit

Breaking into a million pieces

Now more than ever

All I am able to think about is you

Even when it hurts so much

That I want to cry

I know that you're better than this

That you're not a heart breaker

But it's hard not to think that

When I feel so hurt by your actions

I feel a dull ache in me that won't go away

Even during the happiest of times

So I ask a simple question

Two words

"Why me?"

Broken Spirit

This poem describes what my friend felt after a close friend committed suicide.