She fell hard for the man in the dark Wondered if he would come visit her soon someday She cried for a while, as she lied awake With her heart full of scars Wishing he would come take her away
Then a wild idea formed in her head If he weren’t coming, then she would go to him With a blade in her hand she had the perfect plan She set the mood with hero in her soul and sang this little hymn
Oh come now the man of my dreams The one I see when I sleep Hold me close and we’ll run away Setting my old life ablaze
Oh come now speak softly to me My heart is heavy and my soul is weary This life has gotten my best And it has given me its worst
Oh Come now and hold me still In your arms I’ll take my rest I swear I’ll never have my fill With you there is no contest
The room blurred and the blood ran red As she fell to the floor She saw the shadow man come to the door As she took her last breathe
This Poem was for a friend that went through some very difficult times in her younger years and thankfully her suicide attempt was not successful. She is a happy person now and we have had many talks on this subject as I too have gone through deep depression and considered this tragic ending a few times but never went through with it