Wednesday 23 July 2014

Attempt At Poetry Wednesdays! (No.5)

Love Hurts

The darkness looms
Upon this room
Filled with fear and fright

I climb from my bed
Hands covered it red
Seeking eternal light

I succumb to her charms
She suppressed my qualms
Our love was tried and true

As time went by
My patience she'd try
Our happy days were down to a few

I suffered each day
I wanted away
Our arguments came on cue

I'd make you pay
In this month of May
As I crept in and murdered you

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