Sitting on this cold earth,
Below me rest the body
The body of a broken women
The scent of death hangs in the air
As my eyes glance at the headstone
But what draws me to her
Is her broken heart
That still beats for one,
Chills descend down my spine
As I hear her deadly call to me
Something familiar about the song
She sings to me from beyond the grave
One lonely heart to another
She knows what I came to do
And she wont stop me
I finally stop to read her headstone
In big bold letters under her name it read
"My heart will always be his,
The one I can not have"
I lay upon her grave
Thinking how true those words are
As I pull the knife from my pocket
The cold metal against my skin
Spreads goose bumps rushing across my skin
Taking one last breath
Of the last October air
Pulling the cold knife against my wrist
Making the fetal cut
Letting the knife slip from my fingers
I lay there slowly watching
The blood drain from my body
All thoughts on him
My eyes lids closing
Leaving me in pitch black
Coldness seeping in to the depth of my bones
Creeping towards my heart
That he held but never loved
Death has befallen me
Opening my eyes I stare at the ground
Seeing my lifeless body
Just laying there
And the ghost of the women I lay upon
Tears in her eyes
I watch as someone finds me
Then I see the look of grief upon his face
His eyes revealing all
Maybe I should have waited
Now stuck wondering this land
All alone
Death has befallen me
