Edge of a Scream

EDGE OF A SCREAM

My love died on the edge of a scream,
stabbed through the heart and left to bleed.
Leaking the essence of you and me
upon the uncaring ground.

You had my heart held in your hands,
another piece for the big, big man
who would never ever understand
the depth of what he found.

Your love turned out to be a blade
of cruel and killing, shining shade,
the kind of which nightmares are made
and Hell is where you're bound.

Tracy L Cartwright