Bloody heartaches

by Court   Mar 15, 2005


I’m alone again in thought
I’m captivated by your
bloody wrists

the cuts deep and vertical
Stretch across your illuminating
ivory skin

The crimson liquid drips
Silently till it hits the floor
Landing in puddles

Un-aware of the secrets
they hold Holding our death,
and dead hearts

My mind spins as I think
of those wounds Cut and
sliced so violently deep

I can tell were both screaming
in terror But not a sound comes
out of our lips

We are dead to all and
dead to ourselves as the
rusted razor is tossed aside

I stare again, the slicing
and the mutilationIs a lie,
a brutal lie

Of false hope that the
pain wil bel taken away
but the knife knows the truth

it won't.

We hope this secret can
cure all but it can’t Now
a morbid scene inflicts us both

As I tell you I never deserved
to hold you And feel your heart
against mine when it was All just

deception and deceit, our
love was nothing because
your heart had long been

dead

To inflicted by the pain
The sadness and suffering
took you over

I’m sputtering and gasping
as your dripping hands Wrap
silently around my neck,

closing tighter

I whisper, my last breath
wasted on you As the breathing
shallows, I lie and blame
everything on me

“I am your downfall, because
I tried to save you” I drift away
as my soul leaves my pathetic body

Your face remains expressionless
as you walk away Covered with
both our torment and heartache

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