The Juliet Wretch

Blow his heart out

Like a candle, leave him opalescent and 

Waning, a lily, waxy and ailing for every time he sent you 

To your blank heaving Tylenol seas. 

You're so heavenly monochromatic,

Faded fairy-girl, washed out and 

Drained out and bled all her dreams out,

All tragic eyes, 

So Shakespearean, so endearing,

I will crush you, Juliet,

I'll pull all your petals off 

Because you know he loves me not. 

You can chew all you want on your bloodless lips, 

'Til I lacerate what your silk mouthful of pearls can't cut,

But don't you dare think I can't loathe the pretty,

Don't pray that my awe could make me fear you,

'Cause Sephora can't save you from what I will do. 

Reviews

[Lykos]

Depth, heart and darkness. Interesting poem that pulls you in, to keep reading to the end. Well done!!

[ValBonScallon]

Love it! Modern dark Shakespearean , brilliant!

[m.s.early]

"I'll pull all your petals off
Because you know he loves me not. "

The anger in this poem supplies more heat than the coals of strong forge. You get your point across brilliantly. Applause from every seat in the arena.

[KatDarkness]

Thank you!

[Emily]

I like your wording!
Well done!

[KatDarkness]

Thank you!