Your heart swells in adoration
almost painful, in your chest.
You can't imagine a time
when you didn't love them
but then
they take your love and turn it
into a weapon of destruction
and aim it at you.
That's when you realise
the true horror
of what true love
can turn into.
YOU ARE READING
In The Name Of Love
Poetry"Come inside this heart of mine, feel the beat to the poets rhyme, words they tumble, spilling pain, tales of woe or love, again." Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
