Desperate Knives Poem by Brett Fernandez

Desperate knives
Another at times: shocking cry’s why?
Water drips from the eyes: don’t understand why?
We love and get denied.
Edging ways despairing chill down the spine: never understand why?
You come to us as hopeless, a critical but dull - blade! ! ! !
Heart bleeding hopeless, resolute with a knife corroded full with rust on the blades.
You must polish those ways: Sharpness felling’s edging days.
Heroic far from it: you get nowhere these days
Dire is what we see, must change your ways desire is not the way.
Sharpness of words missed used from you these ways,
Your words are imperative thus we don’t engrave.
Sounds of desperate knives, scares away
Think before you play,
The heart is engraved.