A sharpened edge
glistens in the night
captures loves twisted fate
devouring all that seems good
cut the throat of love and hate
digging deeper always turning
twisting torture
souls on fire
why?
Love, hate, die its all the same
maybe life is just a dream
but why dream nightmares
never knowing where your going
just hoping you can get by
scars are bleeding
no wounds healing
twist that sharpened edge once again
glutton for punishment
tortured souls
taking life from a once loved heart
giving till you bleed
feeling like no one gives a damn
turn the edge thats now turned red
my loves blood now taints that beautiful blade
why?
Did I not love enough
did I love to much
twisting, turning, dying,yearning
begging to have what once was mine
yet thrown away for another ride
give till I bleed
on my hands and knees
not asking for much
turn that edge a little more
I must like the torture
watching someone else win
this game was mine
but that twisting edge has taken it away
like a knife in the gut? No worse
he's taken my heart then ripped it apart
why?
No answers to my questions
only that sharpened edge
taking life from inside of me
forcing me to be this love less wretch
condemned to bleed in loves heat
watching as life passes me by
letting the game control me
why?
for loves only reason is to twist that blade
which was placed in my heart
that very cold day
you shoved one last time and left me to die
why?
the sharpened edge is now dull
my heart is cold
I feel I've been sold
remove that blade thats taken me away
heart dies and cries inside
only love can save me now!!!
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