Me, Myself and Insanity

Blood that is shared is spilt,
Flowers that bloomed together now wilt,
Tears that flow speak of penance and pain,
And yet at the end, there is nothing to gain,
The bond that is supposed to be forged in eternity is broken,
The love showered now forsaken,
The singe of hell is felt,
The blow from the hand of love dealt,
Shreds of a being wither in the depths of darkness,
Void of even a glance of care nor forgiveness,
Compassion that was once sought,
The shards of joy from hope is now nought,
Remnants of pain now are abundant,
Any inkling of hope or wish is now abandoned,
A heart once filled with love is now replaced with pain,
Yearning for love has been this existence’s bane,
Now ruined and crumbled it lays,
As day by day through tears it pays,
Its dues and forthcomings,
As the gates of hell sings,
It beckons to her,
"Come hither",
But most appalling is not her invitation to purgatory,
But further in her is a more afflicting story,
Despite Lucifer’s supplication,
She needed no persuasion,
For her heart desired nothing more,
Than Death himself to come knocking on her door,
The most gruelling of deaths or the most excruciating of pain,
She is ready to bear everything in vain,
With the promise she will be a burden no longer,
She will contaminate their lives no further,
She will plague them no more,
They will nothing more to worry for,
A curse she is upon them,
All their miseries from her they stem,
"I beg of you relinquish me of this suffering"
"Let me leave and with me their pain I shall bring"
"Let happiness flood their lives"
"Let their worries plunge into me like knives"
She closes her eyes and drops a single tear,
And with that tear she has proclaimed her greatest wish and fear….