Inspired by a conversation I had with one of my friends who had a scare with her fiance that is similar to what happens in this poem, minus the death. This poem is taking what happened one step further, following along the lines of our conversation.

Involves death and blood with depressing themes, sorry!

Dresden Lace

Life In Red

Look at me and whisper

Tell me all your thoughts

I want to know the secret

The challenge you have brought.

Footsteps echo gently

I turn and hide away

I apologise for hurting you

And leading you astray.

When they came to me

I was afraid of what to do

But I didn’t expect this

I honestly never knew.

Right now I know you hate me

And I know that’s just the start

But please don’t destroy me

Please don’t break my heart.

Do whatever you want

I am yours to kill

I shall let you cut through me

So that my blood shall spill.

But before you take that knife

And my heart you push it through

Do you think that you could tell me something?

Something I heard from few?

When you said ‘I love you’

Did you mean what you said?

Or was it all a lie

To get into my head?

If it was, then don’t dismay

It was what I just expected

But my love for you was different

My heart, you truly infected.

And they came, and took hold of me

Assuring me they were real

I should have trusted my instincts

But then, I couldn’t feel.

So then they took their dagger

And stabbed it through your heart

Before anything could be done

They took off in depart.

When I saw you lying there

I didn’t know what to do

So I took the bloodied knife

And did what I thought was true.

As our life in red

Slowly mixed together

I knew I had done the right thing

For we would be forever.

But when I get up there

And see you standing strong

Will I realise I was foolish

And did something wrong?

Would you still want me?

After I allowed them to kill

Your very being and life

So you would be forever still?

So that is why I ask you

And take your hand to plead

To say before you punish me

And make me eternally bleed.

Will you still love me

When I get to you?

But I guess it doesn’t matter

Because I will always love you.

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