With or without you, I will stay,
Won't go far, from this hostage situation
Involving you and my heart.
One way or another we will fall apart,
Ripped astray by speeding cylinders of metal from unseen shooters.
We don't see them, but their severing bullets blast our way,
With splinters of shattered glass, from the two way mirrors
Encasing ourselves, our hearts, from the outside world.
Upon the bloodied ground, we will lie,
Basking in the ruddy warmth,
Lapping and nursing our wounds, then
From the goulash of shredded, punctured flesh and bones,
We will rise again,
To relive everything we used to be, and should have been,
Because now, we are, and will forever be.
The imagry is vivid, clearly defining a violent relationship, the love shines through however the violence marrs it's beauty. A relationship like this could be saved with a great deal of help before moving on to this rather dark end. Excellent poem Lipstick. A big (10) from me.--Melvina--
Wonderfully executed work. Even the use of violent imagry can have artistic merit, as shown competently here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is awesome! It's as if I can see so clearly what you describe in this poem! I love it! ~Kristy~