Death by Poetry

I

Crimson hands

Cold stone

Glazed eyes

A kiss goodbye

He watched

As life fled

A final breath

All agony is dead

He rose again

Ashes burning

A silent vow

To never look back

A new man,

From the corpse

Now rotting in a grave

Locked inside his mind

When the next

Murder shall rise,

He shall cleanse

Himself once more.

II

Do you remember when

You were innocent,

Oh, so innocent.

Crying at the death of a goldfish?

Do you remember when

Life was fun,

Oh, so fun

Running for hours, barefoot in the grass?

Do you remember when

The world was small,

Oh, so small

Wondering what would become of it?

Do you remember when

You were loved,

Oh, so loved

Before you realized those gestures did not mean love?

Do you remember when

The flowers wilted

The fun had stopped,

And the world became cold and devoid of love?

I do.

III

I see your smile,

Masking the pain;

I wonder to myself

will you ever be the same?

I know,

I cannot bring you the sunshine

I know,

Someone hurt you, broke you, scarred you.

But would you believe in love?

I know,

You're a star, crashing to the earth.

I know,

You're the sun, burning herself to nothing for others.

I know,

You're tired and scared and lost and hopeless.

I know,

I see it in your eyes.

I know,

I see it behind those long sleeves you wear.

I know,

I see it in that final breath you took.

But do you know?

Do you know,

Someone prayed for hours every night for you?

Do you know,

Someone cried to sleep when they lost you?

Do you know,

No one's life will be the same without you?

Do you know,

You were deeply loved from a distance?

Do you know,

How missed you are since you left us?

I know,

Now, you are someone's guardian angel,

Shielding them from the same darkness that took you away.

I know,

Because I feel you every time I touch that blade.