In the light of the kitchen
The steel of the blade catches my eye
Alluring like tin foil
To a nesting magpie
The black eye you gave me
Was well deserved
But I come with a warning babe
Haven't you heard?
So I tried to bite your ear off
It's just what lovers do
You shouldn't mix alcohol
With Psycho Sue
A complete lack of empathy
A very short fuse
With this weapon concealed
You have everything to loose
Just goad me once more
And then we'll see
Blood soaked sweat pants
And a night in A&E
In a split second I snap
And thrust the blade in deep
I don't call an ambulance
I laugh as you weep
Blood lubricates your grip
With fear you can't cope
Your phone slips through your hands
Like a wet bar of soap
The wound is a good one
Straight through your thigh
It seems like a major artery
Maybe you'l die
The paramedics arrive first
And then the police
Such a commotion
All I want is some peace
They'll take me away
Try to lock me in a cell
But I know I can rely on you babe
To tell them I'm not well
Tomorrow you'l take me back
Like it never happened, we'll pretend
You've paid a high price
For your trophy girlfriend
I'll promise to change
And never drink again of course
But just look into my eyes
I feel no remorse
I'll keep you happy in the bedroom
How you'l love all my tricks
Best check under the matress though
For hidden ice picks
Yes I'll make it up to you I suppose
We'll pretend to live our happy lives
Until the next time...
You'd better hide the knives
(Inspired by an actual event)
- Author: Syd ( Offline)
- Published: November 4th, 2017 06:38
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is based on a true story of someone I know. It's not my own personal experience but it inspired me to write. Comments and questions are welcome. Thanks for reading - Syd
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Comments3
Oohhh, should I meet her? I've had very sheltered life, ya know! heehee.
Whatever floats your boat Orchidee lol. I wouldn't want to meet her. Thanks for reading and leaving feedback
Thanks again Santita, yeah unfortunately someone I know had to be stabbed for my inspiration. He's ok now though and they're still together. I look forward to reading your poems - Syd
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