poetry

she loved to write poetry
charming men with thundering eyes
and poisonous words
venom between their lips
ready to strike and reveal their fatal move
the single words strung together with toxic glue
"i love you"
i wonder how many days I went saying these words
and she has hated me since
how many times has she seen me as a viper
a viscous thing with deadly eyes
all i have ever wanted to do was to love my eve
to guide her through ignorance
all her adam's were useless
weak and pitiful i wanted to be her man
the one to reveal her desire's that one may only have
when in the face of danger
danger and fear
fear and lust
lust and love
love and excitement
excitement and joy
i only have ever wanted her to be happy
instead i became the devil in her small world
offering the apple of truth
when she thought it would only lead to decay
where is the day that the snake, the viper, the deadly spawn
become the holy symbol
the one of truth
the one of release
i have only ever wanted my own eve
i am not evil
i am only a man
in love with a girl
a girl in love with a small, weak man
she loved to write poems
poems of her dangerous love for evil
her terrifying thoughts of sin
when will i become god?
maybe then i could have her love me.

Reviews

[Nathan Spark]

I felt twists and turns and really enjoyed how you weaved what seems like torment into a moving story. Thank you.

[Matthew Kult]

Romantically Dreadful

Awesome Read

Matthew