An Uncertain Love

By Half-Dead Agonist

A girl whom I've learned to adore,
Spends some time with me in my darkness,
She tells me her feelings of love,
And basks in my sweetness.

With a farewell I welcome familiar things,
Such as loneliness and insecurities,
They get the best of me to my disdain,
I become haunted once more when she leaves.

Poetry is written,
Music is played,
I reach beneath my mattress,
To find a loving blade.

Its serrations are lips,
To meet my skin,
I bleed and lust,
To do it again.

My flesh is white as paper,
But I give opportunity,
For the blood to flow,
And give me some remedy.

Take away my depression,
Sweet blade of mine,
Kiss me like no one else can,
And put a stop to time.

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Copyright 2003 Half-Dead Agonist
Published on Sunday, September 21, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • stormtalk On Sunday, August 1, 2004, stormtalk (729)By person wrote:

    Don't forget to push too hard.

  • A former member wrote: "Its serrations are lips..." "kiss me like no one else can..." *sigh* EXACTLY. ~jul-bug

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