I do not know
The exact moment I died,
Maybe it was when they told me
I would never again be able
To look into your eyes.
The willows were weeping with me-
An army of broken hearts and promises
All going down with me.
The clouds were crying-
Filled by fallen angels' tears.
You only wanted to escape,
The dusty corners of your mind
Were never good enough.
The demons made you do it;
They whispered in your ear
Until you could not imagine
Any other way of living on.
Their heinous promises
Made you get on the chair
And jump out of the rope's reach.
They made you swallow
Your screams of pain,
Anger,
And Regret.
And then they finally closed your eyes.
Their words filled my dreams;
Made them nightmares.
And when I walked in
And found you,
The demon's words filled
My mind,
My world,
And my soul
With promises
That I would never be able
To look into your eyes again.