love-stained

love-stained:

so the inevitable end comes
through the thickness of discontent
fueled by passions fury
pain-filled and hell bent

loves candy had been eaten
by the blindest of loves' whores
swallowed down without a worry
though it spoiled to the core

the turn of tide within the belly
bled of wrongness through the pores
so scarlet spit like rotten apples
to wither on a wound-maimed floor