My heart for you.
My love for you.
My soul for you.
Black tears I cry for you.
My mind is not where it once was.
Darkness settles in.
My body is ravaged by scars from you.
In silence the malevolent speak to me now.
Whispers from the daemons I hear.
Necrotic taint and Death's gaze draw near.
One night.
One eternity.
By the light of the moon.
I gave you what I had.
And by the Leviathan I was consumed.
Roses are red.
Blood tastes much better.
From a wound self-inflicted.
Rather than by actions of another.
I can see why you left.
Who am I to judge.
I'm nothing special.
Plain.
Hurtful.
Pathetic.
The door unlocked.
The padlock falls to the floor.
A tear is shed.
For a life is no more.
A small stone on the bed.
Cyan in color.
An engraving of his name.
Rests on the top.
A pool of blood.
An empty shell casing.
Smoke from the barrel.
I shot my soul in the face.
My husk is what's left.
I search and search.
Seeking purpose and meaning.
To understand better these emotions so deceiving.
I love him.
With all my black heart can bear.
My emotions so true.
So mournfully wrong to.
A mix of this and that.
Leads the blind lamb askew.
The black sheep.
The lone wolf.
The pariah.
Me.
This dragon so meek.
His emotions passionate.
His strength nigh depleted.
On this pillow he rests his head.
He closes his eyes.
He lets out a sigh.
Then thinks back.
Thinks back before the pain.
Before the malice.
To a time when your love and his.
Was one in the same.
Memories.
And so I drift away...