• the tears that fall are filled with pain,
    despair lay upon her heart.
    hot blood rushes through her veins,
    the pain coursing through her,
    slowly riping her apart.
    her eyes are red with pain and fear,
    her body ice cold and pale.
    tears falling down her cheeks
    she try's to speak but no words will come out.
    alone in her bed she hides,
    there in the doorway you stand
    you make your way to the bed,
    only to find that she is dead.
    to much despair and to much pain,
    covered in velvet red
    the knife lay upon the floor
    nothing more can they be
    for he killed himself
    and was set free