Death of Love

 

            He was charming,

            Intelligent, humorous,

Which was everything

She

            Was looking for.

            So slowly, subtly,

            Bit by bit, she

Gave

            Him the pieces of

            Her heart: her wounded

            Heart, which had been torn

Up

            And ripped down,

            Left to beat alone and 

            Carefully stepped

On

            Too many times before.

            It was too much to ask

            That she live her entire

Life

            On the edge, preparing

            For another ache, so she

            Threw that idea away

And

            Handed him the keys

            Which could harm or

            Comfort her; she

Gave

            Him the ability to

            Destroy her again, to

            Demolish her faith

In

            All men, in all life.

            And he did not realize

            What she had given up

To

            Be with him, to love him,

            And so he threw her love

            Aside and sent her into the

Death

            She had feared: the death

            Of her ability to love

            Ever again.

Reviews

[Rosary]

the form in this was amazing as you know by now. but i also love the emotion!

[Anthony Garcia]

wow, you TOTALLY gave a new meaning to acrostic poetry
this was a very very lovely piece!
great =] loved it =]

[Andromeda]

wonderful format!! also, the poem has a really nice, slow rhythm

[Chloe Madison Taylor.]

i love poems when their written like this.
i read two books like this, and i loved them both.

it didnt look forced either. which is a plus.
i like it.

[Erin Sky]

The format makes this poem - I've never seen it before! Very cool.