*** Really is Love.

Misery,
It's a mystery;
Curious; Compelling.
Hope you'll never...
Come back.
Agony;
The shit you brought...
Apon us.
Suffering; Sucsessful.
Who is she?
Just another whore they say.
Potential;
A motive for murder.
Leaving her to dream,
Of bloody hearts,
Bloody hands,
Pools of unwanted love.
Swimming in tears of pain.
A distressed maiden,
Standing on the street.
Help me, save me,
Take me from the pain...
Kill me.

xxx
Cassie.
[p.s. check out my other poems]