A Bloody Affair

Free Verse — It’s Complicated: Lit Up & The Writing Cooperative Contest

Bee
Lit Up
2 min readMar 22, 2019

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Photo by Tim Marshall on Unsplash

Please don’t walk out on me,
I promise to do right by you.
Look over here, my love;
My arm bleeds like my heart
Twice torn. Yes, drop your keys
And run fast to my aid.
You’ll find bandages in the cabinet
Above the sink. Blood drips slowly
Onto the kitchen floor;
The sight of it gives me a rush —
Now I know what lengths
I’d go to, to keep your heart beating
For me, as mine does for you.
I’d cut up my other arm,
And my legs too. I’d do it over
And over again, until I become
Nothing but muscle and sinew —
Bleeding for your attention and affection.
I know at times you doubt our love,
But whatever it is that I feel,
I know that you feel it too.
And try as you might to leave,
Your heart won’t let you.
I inhale your scent as, bandage in hand,
You bend down with care
To mend my wounded flesh.
I begin to sob silently
At the pain in your eyes;
Yet, my heart is full.
Not because I made you stay again,
But because I realise
Just how much you love me.
Your love for me is beyond
My wildest dreams. You stay
Even when there’s nothing but pain.
There’s no life without you,
And no love without bloodshed.
I’d gladly shed my blood
And give my life for you.
I watch you rise
To clean up the floor;
Your step is as sure
As my love is for you.
In a few sweeping moves,
The bloody mess is wiped off —
The floor is no longer marred
By my act of penitence.
I lift myself off the cold hard tiles
And hug you tightly from behind.
I know that everything
Will be alright now.
You won’t walk out on me.
My heart’s in yours and yours in mine.

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Bee
Lit Up
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