Ash Motes Poet ABC

A Lovers Death

The last piece finally broke,
The one i've held onto desperatly,
For it was the one piece,
I used to define me.
 I stare at the shattered splinters of hope,
Lying lifeless in my tattered hands,
How did i let this happen,
I rack my brain to understand.
 I remember the Crystal blue,
The one that robbed my sanity,
In just a seconds glance,
With haunting intensity. 
  Drawn like a moth to a flame,
I have only myself to blame,
For i couldn't help
But to flirt with danger.
 I handed her the loaded gun,
And bade her to pull the trigger,
She smiled, something so sweet,
For she knew she made me weak. 
  As the blood drip from my still hands,
The last few drops staining the sand,
Inhaling this last breathe,
I watched the happiness contort her face,
And all i could think to myself,
Was wow I finally gave her smile that way again...

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