More Questions Than Answers: Poetry of Horror

Goodbye.

I came to say goodbye.
It's just... I wanted to say goodbye one last time.

You know, as I entered, I saw a magnificent vision of red.
It was a tranquil ocean of blood.
Oh, what a vision indeed.

I know everyone will ask, "Why?"
I too would like to know why I did it.

I don't know.
Maybe it's because you loved her.
No, it wasn't that.

Well, you and I both know you'll never see me again.
No, there's no need to be sad.

I did get my last goodbye, but so did she.