crimson love

The rain is falling
its tiny droplets like tears
and i wonder
does the sky ever cry?
The sky is dark
filled with grey clouds
Flowers brace themselves
against the wind
and rain
there purple tinge goes well with the dark grey
im watching you now
watching from the window
rain falling like tear drops
down your beutifully pale face
you sit in your sadness
a knife in your hands
will it cut tonite?
and taste your crimson tears?
I watch as you place it
so near to your veins
i scream out your name
but you can't hear me
Down you fall
in crimson beuty
You are so beutiful
even laying in your own blood
dying
20-oct-06