620. My Love Life Is A Crime Scene Poem by Jaden Knight

620. My Love Life Is A Crime Scene



My love life is like a crime scene
the police have been called to attend
waiting for the forensics team to turn up
in the hope of understanding it all

The first date was a suicide note
left carelessly on the side
written in code using red ink
it's the language of a loving heart
which has since stopped beating

The passion shown is the blood
all over the table and floor
carefully being scooped into a container
it's still warm to the touch

The break up was the kitchen knife
embedded in the victim's chest
going straight through their weakest point
leaving an untidy hole

The vultures are waiting outside to pounce
to report on anything they can get
to them it's an opportunity to look good
but for those who are involved in the clean up
my love life is like a crime scene

Sunday, June 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: dark
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