What Was Once So Sweet To Me

The music’s playing loud,
Louder than it has before.
So loud that it drowns out
The sounds of her sobs
And the sound of the silences,
Silences so deep that not even her screams
Can pierce them.

The blood’s falling faster,
Faster than it has before.
So fast that she’s beginning
To feel light headed, dizzy.
Her screams are dying in her throat
Just like her breathing.
And still the silence consumes her,
Until all that’s left is the music.

The music continues to play
As the blood continues to flow
As her friend walks in
Sees the bloody pools
Massing on the floor.
She screams and shouts,
Tries to stop the flow,
Tries to stop her soul
As it flows out with the blood,
Drop by drop.

But it’s too late,
She too long gone,
You should never
Have left her alone.
It’s all her fault,
She knew what she was doing,
All her interest focusing
On this last moment.

And as she breathes her last
She smiles, lays her head
Down in the blood,
Staining her light hair crimson.

And as she breathes her last
She whispers so light,
It’s like a moonbeam,
Watery in the darkness of
The starry night skies.
She whispers and fades
Back into the darkness that she
Has been living in for the past seven years.

This is what she whispers,
This is what she says.
“I’m leaving now,
And never again to see
What was once, alone,
So sweet to me.”