Murder

 Somewhere in the ocean

Where her heart swims with tears

While her soul still remains 

on the edge of the pier

Hanging precariously

Till the sunset prevails

His voice still in her ears

And the back of her mind

The image of envy

Is green on her canvas

She can still see his eyes

As she paints his demise

But now he feels nothing

Staring back up at her

With no life in his eyes

myLamia myLamia
18-21, F
1 Response Mar 8, 2009

Oh, a sad poem. Unrequited love?