December 14, 2013

Words Kill

My name is Love and I was stabbed to death 
It was no stranger, but some one I adored 
Someone I trusted, someone I relied upon 
Someone I gave my heart to, someone I wanted to spend my life with
My name is Love, and I was stabbed in my heart by the meaning of a word
A word, yes a word, but it was not just a word, as it was given to me by that someone special 
It was not an ordinary word, it was part of that list of words called Criminal words
These words commit the crime of killing Love 
These are ugly, scary, dangerous, and harsh words
And on top of that list was that word
It was the meaning of that word, which stabbed me to death
That meaning is still stuck in my heart,
And every day, for the rest of my dead life I am bound to bleed through my soul
Drop by drop, as each day, that meaning squeezes my heart, until it stops
Suffocating me, draining me, stabbing me over and over and over again

that word was 
" Hate " 

AK
Dec 14, 2013

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