A cigarette smile with a stained embrace
The lines of deadly remorse engraved on her face
Her breath as sweet as arsenic through my senses
The beautiful euphoria of ****** flashing false pretenses
Laying unloved on the white sheets
Feeling all life reducing from the nerves in her feet
Her hand gracefully enduring the cocktail of pills
Loosing the fight against her will
Her gasps of air shortening to an extent
Feeling ****** to her thoughts, she repents

In the back of her throat, the pills congest with cries
But on her wrists, are the scars of the lies
The carpet stained with arsenic and the smell of blood
As she takes her last gasp, her lungs with poison over flood
On the bed next to her blood drenched fingertips
Lays a letter, slowly burning from cigarette nips

On the floral paper, it read
“Remember everything I said”
Words unfinished and it was signed
With the last sentence reading “Compared to deceit, death is kind”