Baby, you kill me

Spears and knives are thrown,
Blades and nails are gathered.
Darts and swords are prepared.
You say you love me
but after being used
as a target,
I lie there seeping.
Before leaving
you walked over to my side
and whispered gently into my ear
that you enjoyed the game.

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

I LIE there SLEEPING, surely????

Interesting poem though all the same

[Dandelion]

I was typing very fast. My apologies.

[Dandelion]

and SEEPING not SLEEPING.
Seeping: a slow flow of liquid through small holes.

[Dr. Wood ?]

AHHH.....Sorry, I reviewed too fast obviously Ha ha

[Dandelion]

It's okay. We all make mistakes. Such as my misspell .