My Pen Drips of Sorrow

"My pen drips of sorrow and on this paper I write each tear The opening of this wound tonight locks me in this fear, Perhaps it’s time to tell this tale, About a love that truly failed, A broken promise, a kingdom's feast, The night I met this ugly beast, Angel eyes, and angel lies, Love that slowly hypnotized, A dim lit room, Their stood my groom, When suddenly he met his doom, His Glass of wine, Should have been my sign, For surely he was not the drinking kind, There he stood right by my bed, Whispering words he’s never said, The evening bright, The moon our light, When he began to have a fight, With himself, indeed he did, He sounded like an angry kid, Oh the horror inside of me, His words became insanity, I tried to grab his hand and say, "Love, please don’t speak in such a way" But he continued on in absurd rage, As if he were a monster trying to get out of it's cage, Politics and economic change, His words began to sound so strange, Religious views and lack of order, He even brought up his long lost daughter, Some would say he went simply mad, Others would argue deep down he was sad, Whatever the reasons, This night was our departing season, For never in my life, Did I see him cause so much strife, I would never know what it would be like to be his wife, My once sweet love, he broke the table On his way down for the legs were not stable His eyes grew black, His soul, it died, I ran to be right by his side, And as he fell down on his knees, He looked to me for his final plea, There would be no marriage at dawn, For the one I loved, I would now have to mourn, His drink of poison finally succeeded, I smelt the glass, he had been defeated I didn’t even get to say goodbye, Now I sit here and wonder, why? By; Sabina Nicole My pen drips of sorrow contest Written: 8/13/11