Ritual

A black rose strown across your
Blood stained Sunday's best
The candles lit now fading
Through your flowing white dress

A crown of thorns and flowers
The eyes that lost their passion
The cross that still rests silent
On your chest in regret

The thing that you are can't forget
The beauty you exude
The bitemarks on your lip
The tears that stain your cheeks

The jewel of the rosary
Left on the mass grave stone
Of the fallen at your feet
And the lie you live to feed

Your tear drained blue eyes
Lost of innocence and hope
Wrapped around your left hand
Like a lace tourniquet

Forever and a thousand days gone
You've seen too much to tell
Who wants to live forever
In your self constructed hell

In pain and rained regret
Knowing you're already dead
A scar of desire and denial
A ritual of breaking a lonely heart

~~Not sure how I came up with this one...~~