DetailsThe poem, its numbers, and the conversation.

Broken

Member since 2002 · Posted 12 Aug 2002 · 3 comments

It's raining men Droplets stream down my face Like tears from the sky The rain stopped I'm soaked And chilled to the bone My heart's numb I feel dumb And I can't find warmth anymore.

Rate it

0 is the worst, 10 the best. Pick a number, add a comment if you like, then send it. Keys: 0–9 pick, Enter sends.

mean 4.33 weighted 4.82 rank 10883 views 135 View voting details →

6 votes so far. Yours would make 7.6 votes so far

3 comments

[5] titan69 12-Aug-02/1:30 PM Reply

some times you can want to much
and find yourself with nothing?

[n/a] psychedelic 13-Aug-02/6:13 AM Reply

all you want is to be happy yet you are denied.

[7] darylchew 28-Aug-04/2:00 AM Reply

feelings of depression. the hardened heart cant allow warmth in anymore. after a breakup i suppose. nice. although the rhyming here "My heart's numb
I feel dumb" is....a little forced maybe.