Thoughts are racing faster
As I decline why.
Your fists pound on the table
Waiting for a confession
To crime I might have committed.

Is it a crime to punish
The one who hurt you most?
The one who decided to throw you away
The one who laughed at your pain?

The questions continued
As I simply stared
Into the blackest eyes I've ever seen.
I saw you screaming
Screaming for me to leave.
The screaming swiftly changed to begging.
I was in control.

I walked to your room.
My was she gorgeous.
An angel asleep on your bed.
An angel asleep on a bed of sin.
I thought I would cry.
Stab the knife into myself
As if I were a betrayed juliet.
But you tried to explain.

It was cleverly your fault.
If you would have let me try
Try and kill myself instead
You may be here today
You and your angel lover.
It came to mind that you must die
You and her must part the earth;
Together.

I grabbed the brush from the vanity
Brushed my hair, did my make up
As you keenly watched.
You still loved me.
I could see it in your eyes.
The way you stared at my lips and eyes.
But you were forced to look at the knife
Simply laying in front of me.

The last blink of my sorrowful eye
Enraged my mind
This elasping emotion
Was impossible to control.
I finally opened my eyes
There you were
Shivering from the cold.
A painting of blood, the color of love.
And she,
Missing the part of her that could satisfy you.

Tell me, am I wrong?
Am I wrong to create a right?
I was hurt far more than they ever were.
After all, they are dead
They have no more pain.
But, for I, the pain will live on
 
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