Game of Love -- Make Their Jaw Drop Contest

No one prepares you for the fall
I never knew you grew that tall 
When someone warns you of how much they care 
Your heart begins to swell and tear 
The excitement that someone could be in love with you 
And maybe you could care for them too 
So you lay awake at night  
Trying to put up a fight 
Against the feelings that nap just behind your eyelashes 
Times goes by and it flashes 
There you stand as it passes 
With your heart in a pretty box for the masses 
It happened without you even realizing what it did 
Placed it there and closed the lid, 
Your subconscious boxed it 
And I involuntarily handed it over, 
Before you passed me your heart 
You unwrapped the decorations with care And opened the box without a tear 
A sneer spread across you face 
"Thank you", escaped you lips 
As you devoured it 
Raw and bloody 
I never thought I would be so muddy 
I feel so funny 
All so empty 
It didn’t agree with you stomach 
My flesh was rejected from your tormented soul 
And here I sit beside the pool of [your] sick 
Picking out the remains left 
Is there anything of me that can be saved Or is this all part of the twisted game? 
It sure as hell wasn’t love. 
I don’t know what this would even be called. 
No one prepares you for the fall 
I never knew you grew that tall 
When someone warns you of how much they care 
You heart begins to swell and tear 
It happened without you even realizing it 
You subconscious placed in there. 
My own heart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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A   Avatar
June 5, 2016 at 1:59 PM
You sure made my jaw drop. Linda
Smith Avatar
June 4, 2016 at 10:22 PM
Great entry... welcome to the soup.
A  Avatar
June 4, 2016 at 9:41 PM
Laura, way to go, I enjoy when new poets join to join our contest. Have a nice day. SKAT
Flower Avatar
June 4, 2016 at 8:18 AM
Nicely penned, Laura. Good luck for the contest. ;)
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June 4, 2016 at 3:25 AM
Beautiful Game of Love, even when or maybe just because heart begins to swell and tear . Congrat.
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