A knife and a gun
bring back memories that run.
She sobbed,
as my strength is robbed,
taken away with the tears that flood,
remember seeing all the blood.
Feel insane in pain
every thought wash through my brain.
Shoot, slice,
Pulled, diced.
Hated,
infatuated.
Lost in lust,
All is dust.
Love is a lie,
feelings die.
Pain is real,
all things you can feel.
Toxic kisses tainted my lips,
thoughts held behind paper clips.
She's taken me back
to places of which i lost track.
Blood i again crave,
to leave a very heavy stain.
