Love escaped me...
through a river of red that flowed through my heart...
Blood?
Or was it love?
Love escaped me...
surfacing within me with no outlet
traveling through warm impressions of lies
taking turns for the worst so perhaps
the red river would burst
into a cut that would let love out so that....
love could escape me
Turns out my escape for love
was still
I was dead
I let love escape
so that I can escape with love
and love chased me dead