Monday, June 8, 2009

Misery of Love

She clutched at her chest
taking grasp on her soul
from after the heartbreak
he caused her took it's toll.
She took the knife
and slashed her wrists
"He'll see the pain
He'll regret all he's done."
The blood seeped onto the ground
and her sight slowly faded
She slipped into a dream
that spoke to her in whispers.
Why harm yourself
when you are the innocent?
What have you done
to deserve self mutilation?
Twas not your fault
your heart was fragile.
Don't take your woes out on yourself
for you had not caused the pain.
Vengeance my sweet.
That is the only answer.
When she woke
she was weak and pale
but after some time she recovered
and slipped out her window and to his house
she stood over his bed as he slept
and he awoke to her as she wept
What are you doing here?
he cried in fear.
With her fist clutching the knife
she wiped her tears and aimed it high
He shrieked as she brought it down
upon his throat.
The next day she walked to school
with a smile that brightened the road.
Her heart had been mended
with her love with his death.
Forever her heart belonged
to the dark goddess of night.

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