Love: Blade or Sheath?
I have a craving
Something awful
Something damaging
Its called 'love'
The feeling of
A heartattack
Electricity blanketing my skin
Internal screams from a kiss
I long to be loved
Yet I know the blade
Sharp and painful
I am so clumsy
I wonder
Am I the blade-
Or am I the sheath?
Im not sure
I want to be kissed
To feel my heart race
My body melting
A faded mind
Instead I shatter
Pouring blood
Painting with my pain
Feeling devoid of color
Romance
Intimacy
Betrayal
Heartbreak
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