honey, i like
to stab
and slash
and grab
and dash.
so don't say
you want me to stay.
. . .
and darling,
i like revenge
and i like hearing promises —
don't you dare renege
but i know you will, so just be honest
. . .
reyna is my name.
call me nothing otherwise.
i don't want to hear of another dame
you should really be more wise.
. . .
and when i'm done
[i mean, when you break it all]
i promise i will have won
[even if the victory is small]
. . .
and i like to take the pieces
pick them up and make
them into a masterpiece
the pieces of the hearts we break
. . .
and shards pierce your skin
ashamedly, i love it.
we knew we wouldn't end as kin
and i don't regret it a bit.
. . .
so go on and look at my art —
my knife piercing your chest
my dagger is made of broken hearts
and you didn't pass my test
. . .
because i bring justice
to the damned
. . .
if you didn't get it this is kind of a dark, lover vigilante reyna...kind of like a black widow sort of thing
this one is a little different from my usual poetry but i hope you like it anyway!
(who am i kidding, no one probably even read this)