Lives Lost, by True Love

Sleepless nights,
thinking of you.
Desperate visions,
of love being true.

Love blinded,
throughout the years.
Gentle touch,
of our worst fears.

Screams of pain,
tears of lust.
Petty fights,
of which we must.

Call upon death,
in our crucial hour.
Take out the knife,
the blood it will shower.

Each tiny slit,
we'll make it last.
Each noticeable scar,
will reveal our past.

Mascara stained eyes,
and suicide notes.
Revealing the pain,
in the poems you wrote.

Little fights,
that we can't control.
The glass remains,
half empty not full.

Death is among us,
everyone will see.
The reaper will take his place,
to release insanity.

One by one you'll die,
by your choice, and you will choose.
All because of true love,
your life you soon will lose.