Kill

A statuette built of a marble stone. Desire to be anywhere other. Her sky above set to a single tone. Along a stream; river void of color. Reflection of black that surrounds her frame. Mirror to see beyond an empty heart. Echo to shadow that once burning flame. Grey that stretches above begins to part. Downpour, tears of heaven, blood red, a mask, And with it ten crows, sent to peck the eyes, Met with glass, as she sips her empty flask, No relief is there to find, left to cry. Legs that beg to buckle, are standing still. Yet wanders through the mind in hopes to kill.