Love is Bloody

Love is brutal
like a dual edged sword
at the tip of a whore's heart
not easily ignored
Teasing, slightly bruising
then ripping her skin apart
unclean canvas of trashy art
Exposed to the steel
of hard, cold hate
nothing more to anticipate
Love is a line
you should never cross
Until you've calculated
how to swallow the cost
or forget your soul
once you've given it away
to someone who deepens
the permanent stains
your mind has absorbed
during the spill
of crimson tears
after the kill
Love is bloody
like a battle on repeat
against the greatest enemy
you will never defeat