Love Is a Battlefield
A thought born from rage,
A decision made in haste.
An action performed out of anger
As a precious heart’s laid to waste
Trembling lips blow out smoke
From the fatal shot of words spoken,
As the sanctity of ones promise
Is left shattered and broken
A soul stained with blood
From that murderous shot,
As the words enter the heart
Painful and red hot
A grieving face wet with tears
And the others eyes filled with shame,
As misguided emotions
Were most likely to blame
Jealousy, mistrust,
Insecurity and greed
From their tight grip
Some can never be freed
This emotional war we fight
Is brutal and tough,
But as hard as some fight
It is never enough
So what’s left are the victims
Of this senseless war,
Leaving the survivors bloodied and broken
And empty to the core
Words and emotions
Are powerful weapons and tools,
So make sure you don’t leave them
in the hands of loves fools
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2014
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