Death of Love
This night
darkest night
dressed in black
to please your sight.
Dance and drink
just to summon
your approving wink.
Seeking your gratuity
attention from you
to ease my insecurity.
Then the fight begun
blaming each other
pointing fingers at everyone.
You could not let it go
bathing in my pain
wanting you to know
the ache I feel below.
You claimed you loved me
losing my breath
your noose around my neck
sensing my death.
The death of our love
death of affection
gasping for air
doomed in devastation.
Barely alive now
I reminisce
of a love
that was cancerous....
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2014
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