Love IS a game

I’ve come to get you.
Come on, I know you can’t resist me.
I’ve got one hand on your heart
And the other on your soul.

You are mine.
There’s no way to escape.
Just stop struggling already,
You should know it’s a lost cause.

I’ve lured you in with my
Pretty face, perfect body, and soft voice.
It’s all a big disguise.

I’ve got you in a trance,
So now it’s time for the show.
I take your fragile heart and hack it to pieces,
Laughing at the twisted beauty
Of unrequited love.

You’re screaming, pleading for me to stop
But I’m enjoying this far too much.
Your screams are music to my ears.

Who says you can’t play with people’s hearts?
Who says that love isn’t a game?
Checkmate, baby.
You’ve lost.

I loved it. You have brilliant ideas and words and I loved the ending of your poem as well. <3

That was slightly disturbing, but really awsome! It needs a little revising, but other than that, it was perfect. The stanza were you describe their beauty that draws you in, you could probably back that up a stanza and get away with it. That is all!!! Young is out!

Whoa, that was awesome. I agree that was both brilliant and disturbing...

ChibiGiraffe wrote:I’ve come to get you.
Come on, I know you can’t resist me.
I’ve got one hand on your heart
And the other on your soul.

Well that is truly creepy and disturbing. I think you could word the first line more strongly, but other than that it's pretty awesome.

ChibiGiraffe wrote:You are mine.
There’s no way to escape.
Just stop struggling already, this could be worded differently
You should know it’s a lost cause.

I’ve lured you in with my
Pretty face, perfect body, and soft voice. I don't really like this line, mostly because it implies that these people are really shallow and only like people for their looks
It’s all a big disguise.

I think you should switch these stanzas so you don't get redundant.

ChibiGiraffe wrote:I’ve got you in a trance,
So now it’s time for the show. Here could be worded better too
I take your fragile heart and hack it to pieces,
Laughing at the twisted beauty
Of unrequited love.

Wow. That is incredibly mean. I hope you're not speaking from any kind of personal experience?

ChibiGiraffe wrote:You’re screaming, pleading for me to stop
But I’m enjoying this far too much.
Your screams are music to my ears.

This stanza seems a little bit... childish compared to the rest of the poem. It doesn't quite fit.

ChibiGiraffe wrote:Who says you can’t play with people’s hearts?
Who says that love isn’t a game?
Checkmate, baby.
You’ve lost.

Looooooooooooooove the ending.