Delta Love.

A wicked attitude that isn't yours,
A snarl befitting of the boars,
You feel the need to belittle me,
I feel the need to run and flee.

Sending shivers down true love's spine,
It feels as though we're out of time,
The way we fight, the way you speak,
The way you make me feel so meek.

I'm cut to the bone, no wait, my heart,
Everything you say breaks another part,
Shattering, scattering, they're on the floor,
I piece them together with hope no more.

What happened to loving one another,
What happened to no other lover,
What happened to never hearing of
'We were never in true love'?





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alfavetta said...
Oct. 25, 2009 at 5:50 pm
I like it. I've never been in a realtionship before, but I feel you have given me a good idea of how it feels when you suddenly know you're realtionship isn't going to work out anymore.
The only thing I can say is that the mood of this poem is serious, but the rhyming gives it a boost in rhythm, making it seem lighter. Which doesn't go with the mood of the poem. But I like it, great!
 
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