How Do You Feel When You Are Heartbroken?

Heartbrake

I feel like a butterfly whose wings have been clipped by a girl with sharp scissors.

I feel like a love letter never sent. Like a wedding dress never worn. Like blue lips. Like Romeo when he thought his Juliet was dead. Like Juliet when she knew her Romeo was dead. Like Friar Laurence when he learned both Romeo and Juliet were dead, and he knew it was all his fault.

I feel like a medieval monk losing his faith. Like a dying king without heirs. Like a barren queen. Like a ravished lady. Like a dishonored knight.

I feel like a stag without antlers. Like a unicorn without a horn. Like a zebra without stripes. Like a leopard without spots. Like a cat without whiskers. Like a raven in the daylight. Like a dove dipped in tar.

I feel like a crooked nose. Like a crippled leg. Like a decaying tooth. Like a blind eye, like a deaf ear, like a limp hand. Like a pimple on the tip of a beautiful girl’s nose. Like Quasimodo’s hump.

I feel like Beethoven when he realized he was going deaf. Like Napoleon at Waterloo. Like Chopin when he pressed the wrong piano key. Like Hemingway when he had to write an adverb.

I feel like a crumbling tower. Like a burnt church. Like the Titanic when it sank. Like the Berlin wall when it fell. Like the twin towers when they fell. Like the Chinese Great Wall when it will fall.

I feel like a toilet seat on whom an elephantine lady is about to sit.

I feel like a solar eclipse. Like a dying star.

I feel like a bald barber.

Like a ballerina with a broken leg.

Like a snowless winter.

Like a cake without sugar.

Like a baby born of incest.

I feel like Z, the whoreson, the unnecessary letter.

I feel like God Himself when he reads the philosophers.

I feel too much, I feel not enough, I feel like nothing, like everything, like weeping, like not weeping, like writing, like not writing, like wearing my hat, like not wearing my hat.

I feel like an empty glass full of nothing.

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153 thoughts on “How Do You Feel When You Are Heartbroken?

  1. “Like a dove dipped in tar.”

    “I feel like God Himself when he reads the philosophers”

    “I feel like an empty glass full of nothing.”

    Superb! This is the most enjoyable piece I have read so far.

    -A.M.

      1. My dad almost named me Sören Thaddeus. I resisted that for years, but would have gladly taken it over Arnaud Marmaduke.

        After typing it and saying it simultaneously, it has a nice ring to it.

        “Hello, I am Arnaud Marmaduke.”

  2. Like blue lips. Like a dove dipped in tar. Love this and these.

    And my hand is shaking a bit with the weirdness of finding this here just after I have posted a list that is almost the same thing. A list of metaphors.

    How did this happen? Twin minds!!!

    1. I have checked your list 10 minutes ago and I was taken aback.

      We are so alike!

      If I ever come to America, I will close my eyes and walk, without minding my step. I am absolutely convinced I will end up before your door, wherever that is.

  3. I feel like a dream that has purposefully been forgotten, a gift that was given to an unappreciative child, and like a hour desperately wanted by a dying man.

    1. this is so beautiful: “I feel like a dream that has purposefully been forgotten, a gift that was given to an unappreciative child, and like a hour desperately wanted by a dying man.” breathtaking

  4. thank you for these…i especially felt your lines below…except for the hat part as I do not wear one…

    “I feel too much, I feel not enough, I feel like nothing, like everything, like weeping, like not weeping, like writing, like not writing, like wearing my hat, like not wearing my hat.”

  5. Reblogged this on unvanessasary and commented:
    Love this. Although I couldn’t read the whole thing because I’m trying to be happy today and this takes me right back to the moment when he said he just wanted to be friends.

  6. I felt like half the person I used to be. Like a soul split in two, like i can only see in shades of grey and colour has seeped from my world. I felt like the bitterest chocolate in the world and nothing could make me sweet again.

    That is how I felt, but now, i “feel” no longer. I merely observe and pretend any feelings i may have are hallucinations of my love deprived state.

    Beautifully written piece Mr Mars

    1. Bitter chocolate is good chocolate, especially if it’s mint-flavored.

      As of lately I am often called Mr and Sir.

      I wonder, is it because of the hat? Have I become respectable?

  7. Bitter chocolate is just that, bitter, regardless of how good it is for you.
    Bitterness in a person is worse, I’d know.

    You are called Mr (By me) because you are, “an old young man ” (to quote yourself)… and my mother had raised me to respect my elders 😛

  8. Wow, You have some strong feelings there in the form of free lance poetry. I love the passion. thank you for visiting my blog and liking a post. I like yours too!

  9. You are a beautiful writer. Good for you for daring to do what you do. I am new to your site and look forward to exploring the rest of it.

  10. This is a very good honest poem. It is very self owning and in that very respectful. Curious, I saw a lost person. How will you deal with it when it all crumbles? Will you let that elephant lady just sit on you or will you let her guide you into your choice of recovery? There are a lot of elephants out there. Because this kind of honesty and self awareness with full ownership has earned the privaledge fo finding your own peace of mind and rebuild your own towers and other things you mention herein undersatnding you have the aboilty bto own them. Good and bad with them without dumping blame for them on another. You are a king in the making. You can only rebuild with fact and honesty.You can’t rebuild without knowing what there is to rebuild from. This peom told me you are responsible for your own. You know what it feels like instead of placing blame on others to feel it for you. I don’t see any cheap person here.

  11. Vincent… when i first read the the question “How Do You Feel When You Are Heartbroken?” i quipped…”Obviously nothing..! what can You write about that FEELING!”
    But maaannnn…… So much for nothing!!! I ‘av felt oll of that and not…or maybe more!

  12. Reblogged this on GoStepAway and commented:
    My heart haven’t broken actually. It just… I don’t know how to say it. When you have someone you love and he doesn’t know you love them, but you just keep on missing them more and more every single day.

  13. “Like a snowless winter.” I come from a snowless winter so I’ll say — “Like a winter without frost” as frost is multiformed 🙂

  14. “I feel like God Himself when he reads the philosophers.”

    I laughed out loud! That was *perfect.*

    I really can’t believe I missed commenting on this. To me, a broken heart is the wind knocked out of me (an eternal vacuum), suffocation by thoughts, the dreamer paralyzed, Atlas who can’t shrug.

    And pain.

  15. very beautiful….. “an empty glass full of nothing” i think that perfectly describes it. When I am heartbroken, I feel Full of this empty feeling….very nice work. i love it.

  16. So glad I stumbled across your blog today! This was a beautiful piece…it obviously got quite a few of us thinking of our own heartbreak. So personal…yet so universal. My own memories of the grief that can only come from being so totally disappointed by life in this way gravitate toward feeling lost. It’s such a strange feeling…almost as though I’ve lost something that I can’t quite remember. Your words about emptiness definitely ring true as well.

    Oh…and thank you so much for learning our language! That, in and of itself, is quite an accomplishment. And to think that WE are the ones reaping the benefits! Bravo!

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