Nevermore

Nevermore

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The fresh blood hits the floor.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The poor girl’s wrist has tore.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

And on the bed there lays the knife.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

That has claimed her troubled life.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Aching in her rotten core.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

And finding life a saddened bore.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Tired of the never-ending strife.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

A beat and broken wife.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

She shut and locked the door.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

And shall be burdened nevermore.