Suicidal Murder

She collects his recollection
in a wishing pool of dread
But the man she weeps over dead lullabies of
is sleeping inside of her bed

Endless nights upon listless hours
Drenched in her own self hatred
Burying the remains of her love unscathed
From the thoughts of its icey damnation

Stretching to close a growing gap
Alas! It feasts and grows from sodden attempts
At replenishment of a love un-broken
She watches it crumble her love, her last hold on life.

To fall.
To despair.
To die.

Sleepingwillow.