365 Days of Poetry (Part Two)

Day 70: A Darkened Corner.

A darkened corner...

A broken smile, a tainted look; in the corner of your eye.
Gone with the wind, a time so fleeting, never to return.
This'll be the last you hear from me, doomed to wander.
You once promised me until the end of time.
An instant, a minute; a moment with you, gone all too soon.

I am now but a blood stained body...

Things, they were never meant to end this way.
In a silent tear, all is revealed; a truth so cold and callous.
A dying rose upon the table, a blood red cheek is all I have.
Why, oh why, must it now come to this?
Not but a smile.

May darkness come upon us...