of forgotten love
You, a beast with a snout
in princely clothing
Me, bloodied by your volatility
In those moments you killed instantly,
every small kindness
Take your bow,
this is the end
Don’t let the door hit you in the ass
Kira, over at My Pen, My Sword, started Wordle Wednesdays awhile back, and immediately I was addicted! She was on hiatus for a bit, dealing with some personal issues, but recently came back. So glad you’re back, Kira, and am happy you brought back Wordle Wednesday too, now with its very own site! Go visit Wordle Wednesdays, and get your creative juices flowing with a little poetry!
**I struggled putting this poem together. Usually they come very easily to me, the words just fly off the page at me, I grab them, arrange them, and am done in a couple minutes time. It didn’t happen that way today. I feel so shut down right now, like I can’t hardly write, the words won’t come because I have no feelings about anything right now.