Woman? or a Steak?

Please do not eat it!

I only have just one.

Please do not cut it with your knife!

It will surely become undone.

Why do you feel the need

To hurt my heart so hard?

Why do you make it bleed?

I’m feeling so very weak...

Yet you kiss me on the cheek

And stab me to the core

I shout out in pain!

You stab again! My cries you ignore!

Why are you so cruel?

What makes you cut my heart out?

Why do you hunger for my suffering?

Am I just your cow?

My heart another piece of meat

That you love to mistreat?

 

Well remember this!

When you have my heart steak upon your plate

Smothered with the remnants of your so called love

It’s the last part of me you’ll ever taste!

For you’ll have killed me.

I’ll be dead and gone.

Gone like the wind...

A wind that’s cold..

One that freezes...

I hope you choke!

A plate clatters to the ground...empty..

Reviews

[tynamite]

This poem is actually very good. I'm impressed. I like the contrast of the woman being objectified like an inanimate object like meat, and then one that is a person who has thoughts and feelings who objects to the abuse. I've favourited it.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was sad...but it feels like you are trying to break free from someone who is wicked. And who only does something to hurt you. And will try to keep hurting you until you finally leave. Thanks for sharing.