Taken for a prize

Taken for a prize

 

The walls have been breached.

The defenses are down.

 

I stand in the courtyard ready for the final blow.

Death will take me as I raise my sword.

 

Looking in the eyes of evil I steady myself.

Taken now, when the moon is at its fullest.

 

The strike comes fast.

Cutting deeper than I could ever feel.

 

It’s blade I have felt before.

It drips with my soul.

 

Taken as I realize it was love that took its prize.

My soul hangs at its tip.

 

Now I lie never to wake again.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Heartbreak....seems like it is impossible to rebound and move on after a particularly difficult breakup. Truth is, you will though. Great metaphor and imagery in this. Lydi**

[ron]

Thank you Lydi

[Frieda P]

Love is treacherous, you've pen'd it well.

[ron]

Yes it is. But I still believe that the right person will steal my heart and love me in a way where pain does not exist.

[Frieda P]

Good attitude ron, I hope so too...

[shallimarRose]

Again a great piece of writing. xo Rose

[ron]

Thank you Rose. xo

[Laminators Dubai]

Cutting deeper than I could ever feel.
It’s blade I have felt before.
It drips with my soul.
awesome....
i love that kind of ripping...
hurt but still thoughtful...
thanks for sharing the prize...^^

[ron]

Thank you and you are very much welcome.