Written To Death

In God's own ink with bloody hands, he writes his life away. Incarcerated..... yet he's free to have his final say. Dark and dank, his tiny cell becomes a living tome, to tell a tale of villainy, of madness and of home. His maiden fair returned his love with evil and deceit. She led him here into a trap his enemy to meet. At length she saved him from an end a death both quick and sure. She left him in this dungeon dark forever to endure the memory of her false heart and one who stole it all. He tells it all right from the start it flows upon the wall, and when his bright red ink runs dry the angels come to read. He falls upon the stones to die with no words left to bleed.