Suicide Valentine

She was to be married, on the

Fourteenth of February.

She thought she was in love,

with the man shes come to know.

Recalling from broken memories,

there's much he did not show.

She assumed he loved her

with every ounce of his heart;

Instead he took his life,

confused her ever so.

At first she broke down,

Drowing in her cries.

Now she felt apathy, due to

all of his lies.

Wrapped in a red ribbon,

Clutched in her white dress,

she burns the bouquet, one petal by one.

She stares at her ring, turned out to be fake,

She tossed it in the night, far out of sight.

She follows suit, and falls victim to the night,

And she will always recite,

"Until death do us part."