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.
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