Sweet Knife

Oh! Sweet knife, my blade of pain

Even you couldn’t cut me so deep

My heart’s been torn and bleeds again

From these vessels, love’s blood will seep



Your blade so sharp, yet smoothly chiseled

Poking into the depths of my soul

Drawing my crimson blood from my body’s warmth

Dripping out into the frosty cold



My eyes, like glass fixed in a glaze

Lips, a palish frigid blue

Numb all over, in a deathly daze

But my heart still beats for you



Come to my side, save me now

From this wretched lonesome fate

Hear these cries in my tears I drown

Revive my heart before it’s too late



Sweet knife! Cut me a thousand times

It will hurt far less than this pain

With one cut; remove this hurt of mine

Leaving nothing but a scar and a stain



Because even this knife is dull and weak

Compared to the pain inside my heart

That shiny blade could make me bleed

But only you could tear me apart

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