I don't need a blade,
to cut myself vein deep.
I don't require blood,
to bleed to death.
I'm a Emotional Cutter,
I need only my mind to break the skin.
Just because you can not perceive the wounds and scars,
doesn't mean that they are not there.
People can bleed more than just red blood,
red, yellow, white, blue Ink is the same as what is flowing beneath your skin.
Forgetting our pain, misery and lust that ruins us,
every Emotion that leaves us asking 'What is love?'
A word pointed like a knife,
with meanings as sharp as Razor blades.
Love,
a word that cuts without pain.
A simple word,
with passion greater than hate.
Love without logic,
without the intrusion of fate or lust.
Love a pure passion,
greater than trust.
Who can grasp the woes that will mean nothing,
when threaded with the thread that is love.
A ever forgiving tale ,
with thousands of rises and falls of hope and Humanity.
Every love telling the story that is portrayed by people of the past and the future,
of every person to breath and live.
For,
every person shall and always has grasped, understood, endowed, owned, forgotten, discovered, and forged love with another.
And shall it always be so,
that love is ever lasting. |
Submission Name: Emotional Cutter, what is love?
