Giving up

A lifeless weeping willow
a tear stained pillow.
Waiting in this lonely world
for your smirk to uncurl.

The now departed
stand alone broken hearted.
Once flew on wings of love
now a blood red dove,
crashes down on a breeze of death
holding in its one last breath.

Not willing to forgive
loosing its reason to live
have to leave this dreadful place
can't stand your face.
Why did I deserve this
You are my death wish.