Swords (2nd version of Please Stop…
You’re hurting me)
By: Ashlee Elizabeth Lindsay 1/9/13
My love is a single edged
sword
Created to protect
To keep safe that which is
held dear
To serve the person who
wields it obediently
Without harm
Always
Without harm unless
betrayed.
Being something to rely on
To trust and depend upon
by the person who holds it
An instrument used to pledge
your loyalty
Allegiance
Your life, to the one that
you love
Or death to the one whom
betrays…
It is likened to a double
edged sword
One edge that feels my
warmth and love
Reciprocating that which I
give to you
Yet the other edge is a
darker one
An edge that causes pain
Reflected upon and within
every movement
Every gesture
Every word as if it’s
ingrained in you
Carefully aimed straight
at my heart
Waiting to strike
Poised to strike
And repeating to strike
till there is nothing left of my heart
My love for you
Tturning it into a
deepening betrayal
That keeps bleeding out
pain
You have overstepped your
reach
Now this single edged sword
that once loved you
Protected you
Who refused to harm you
(Even if that meant her own
death)
Has risen up against you
In order to save what
little of herself that she can
Patiently defending
herself from your vicious attacks
Waiting for the perfect
moment to strike
That which is killing her
from the inside
Waiting for you to see the
tears
That her heart has been
crying out
Because single edged
swords were created to protect the ones they love…
But betrayal is punishable
by death.
And you have betrayed that
which she holds dear…
Found it!
And with a quick lunge of
her sword his chest was pierced
Adding pressure her sword
slowly passed thru the ribcage
with tears in her eyes
made contact with his heart
Then out threw his back
She slowly twisted her
sword upward
Making the slit a complete
circle
And as the blood drained
out of his heart
Her face reflected that
which she felt-
A smile of satisfaction
with tears of joy.
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