A Beautiful Massacre

A beautiful massacre
Of life once acknowledged
Bloodied, broken, hurting, dead
Across the day's shadow I edged

A bloodied loss of life
Incriminated purification of sound
Why, how, who, when
Time to leave what is found

Autumn leaves falling in the wind
A mess broken on the floor
Dead, unhappy, mourning, alone
Crossed from life no more

Shifted times of winded days
Another mourning of left memory
Haunted, screaming, tears, sorrow
Music without a melody

Hidden attributes of the soul
Wondered why seen so much
Talking, left, away, someday?
Soft, warm, beneath one's touch

Hate made in days of sin
Today lost with a welcome of reality
Mourned, lost, hated, forgotten
Lost in a world of insanity

A beautiful massacre
In line for the end
Scream, fall, bleed, dying
The beautiful massacre in my head