I stand in the rain

looking for the answers

why do I feel this way

withering like a dying rose

I must join you

as in life and death

we shall unite as one

to dance in the

ever growing darkness



Why must it be this way

held together by sorrow

my overwhelming desire

is to end this suffering

what do you think I see

when I see myself

death seems so cold

yet feels so warm



My mind is in turmoil

I search in wild despair

for another way out but in vain

I touch the blade to my heart. . .



I yearn for your kiss

from your soft loving lips

I have reached the end

and my time is complete

it all seems so clear

I know what to do

ending my life

to be wed in the grave. . .