What a day to die
Sun so bright
Spring in the sky
In retrospect
How foolish was I
To think that love
And only love
Would save me
From self-destruction

I look up
One last time
Thinking about the love
That seemed true
But really wasn’t
My sincere feelings
Used and betrayed
Like napkins and rags
Stains that won’t wash
Etched forever
On my once pure soul
Now void of emotion

Turns out
It was love
Eating away at
My very being
Slowly sucking
The life out of me
Supposed to save me
But ironically
Brought upon
My ultimate annihilation