Love Kills Poem by Devan Marie Edwards

Heart broken
Her voice so soft spoken
Tears rolling down her face
Dressed nice
Hands in a vice
Glass shatters
Her heart patters
She tries to leave
Swift turn of the head
And thrown to the bed
Screams belched out
Cowered in a corner to pout
Capable of leaving
Cries in the background
Tiptoes to not make a sound
Bundled for warmth
Ready to head north
Off to a new adventure
Creak of the floor
She fell to the floor
Caution tape
Site at the nape
With his last few words
On his knees to pray
He decided he no longer needed to stay