Pondering Poems

Crimson Cruelty

The fluttering of your heart and the red in your cheeks

You have been in a love haze for hours, days and weeks

Deep down you hope that your faith will die last

Even though you're aware that euphoria is in the past

The ghost that was masked as a sweetly cruel phantom

And the knife which it pressed to you while holding you for ransom

You screamed for help as the blood rushed out

Until you finally knew what it was about