Queen of Hearts

Sometimes when you hurt, you need to get it out without bleeding.

you say you are sorry

she just can not believe it

you set her up for a fall

and one might think you enjoy it

 

you never mean to hurt her

at least that's what you say

promising never to do it again

but it never turns out that way

 

"I'm trying!" is all she hears

but you are falling hard

this is a tired game you play

and there is but one last card

 

the queen of hearts is torn

she may not last this night

once played and done with

she won't even win the fight

 

disappear into Pain's deck

lost amidst the dark space

useless, unloved, forgotten

I doubt you will remember her face

 

Are you happy now?

Reviews

[The Viking]

Very nice parallel between the narrator and a card in a deck. Pain's deck to be exact. It seems to be all the cards in the deck are past lover's that the subject of this poem "played", or basically hurt and tore up until there was nothing left, then just shuffled them back in and drew someone else. Very nice use of symbolism.

[Erotic Goddess]

"I'm trying!" is all she hears
but you are falling hard
this is a tired game you play
and there is but one last card

Ah, hon, this is so honest and true... I understand these feelings so well. I have been there, more than once in this place, where despair is common and the light at the end of the tunnel has receded into the darkness until not a speck of light is left to catch the fragments of silver lining that once lived in our hearts!!

Anyway, I loved this, it was amazing.

xxoxx
Stephanie

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

I like the way you relate this poem to a deck of cards, with words well chosen. Good job. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Wildecat]

This is a fantastic write, loved the last part ( are you happy now?) Well done.