Love is a Battlefield

A thought born from rage

A decision made in haste

An action performed out of anger

As a precious heart’s laid to waste

 

Trembling lips blow out smoke

From the fatal shot of words spoken

As the sanctity of ones promise

Is left shattered and broken

 

A soul stained with blood

From that murderous shot

As the words enter the heart

Painful and red hot

 

A grieving face wet with tears

And the others eyes filled with shame

As misguided emotions

Were most likely to blame

 

Jealousy, mistrust,

Insecurity and greed

From their tight grip

Some can never be freed

 

This emotional war we fight

Is brutal and tough

But as hard as some fight

It is never enough

 

So what’s left are the victims

Of this senseless war

Leaving the survivors bloodied and broken

And empty to the core

 

Words and emotions

Are powerful weapons and tools

So make sure you don’t leave them

In the hands of loves fools….

Reviews

[Lorry]

Perfectly summed up by the title, Love is indeed a battlefield and we all have the scars to prove it. Those words said in anger, change the dimensions of hurt that can never truly be regained. The saddest part of it all is, that only one thing is sure, the hurt lingers on.
Beautifully captured.