If and When

Sitting on a black throne
Bleeding in a corner
A steel blade
An hourglass
Decay speaks in a monotone
Torture tossed her last goodbye
Through my open
Bedroom door
The lies that have been sewn right through
Occurring even…
More and MORE!
The beauty and her shadow, grey,
The jealousy, the cries in vain!
You never thought I tried!
To tell you…
So then you had to die!
I hate you…
The wailing wind outside!
The window…
Screaming to the night!
Calling you…
Was really my desire to show you…
The broken part I died to give you…
A slashed-to-ribbons memory…
Of lying next to you.