Silver dagger
Carving skin,
Crimson tears
Pouring from within,
Darkness falls,
The starlight drowned,
The shade of the clouds
Blocks it from the ground,
Rain falling faster,
Love turns to fear,
Storms rolling in,
Not too far from here,
Blood drips from the wound,
As the mood around me
Reflects my tears
And the way I bleed,
I etch slowly,
His name in my skin,
It glows in deathly red
And slowly drips crimson,
My dagger has one thing
Left to accomplish,
When I die, his name
Will live on in my flesh.
