"Not A Love Poem"

The words that follow in the lines to come do not belong to any part of a love poem

The words written down are the ones that are in the shapes of needles

The ones that poke holes in my heart
Causing it to bleed faster than words can be spoken
No use worrying yourself over spilled blood

Especially when there is no more caring held within your heart

Blood drops splatter onto the hungry ground
They evaporate into thin air just like the love that was once contained in your heart
Like I said, this is not a love poem...

Instead of sweet melodies of our love song

Raw fury erupts through me
Everything within me wants to throw numerous verbal grenades

Even though I already know they will fall upon deaf ears
Have I mentioned yet that this is not a love poem...
Love has lost its worth

Pictures taken of happier times only show what use to be
I surrender myself to the realization

That you cut me out of your life without showing a single ounce of emotion
This is why this is not a love poem

And every love poem I did write will wither

Because they are written to a person I no longer know

My words flow faster than anger can peak...

They will not sit idly by tingling in my finger tips
They yearn to be free, expressed, and documented

Scribbled out in bright red ink and mounted upon your wall

Reminding you every single moment of every day that this is not a love poem

This is my heart screaming at you at the top of its lungs

I am here...

Standing alone, wounded, and exposed
This is why this is not a love poem...

If you even dare to read it

But I know you won't...

Because the coward within you has already told you to run

Leaving abandonment in your wake

With multiple questions left unanswered

It forces me to write this...
That this is not a love poem.

© 2012