Dark Valentine
[2 – Love]
14-02-08

She is merely loveless,
Without love,
Not heartless:
She feels...
Especially today;
The day of love.

For 21 years love has run screaming from her:
No man can love her as she is.
She cannot love what she is.
Love has mocked her inability to have a proper family...
Friends...
Love has mocked her for 21 years.

Her one true love was her blade:
Affectionately it would nibble her arms,
Feet, thighs, hands, shoulders and wrists
Leaving beautiful red love-bites:
Now only faded pale memories on her skin.

Forced to spurn the only love she’s ever felt,
She is alone again
And full of immense pain she cannot place.

She is lost, hurting and lonely,
Especially today:
The day of love.