Last existence

With the growing melancholy every second

She sat by that solitary tree

Agaze at it's reflection

In the moonlit lake.

Was she an uncouth avenger

Or a lost grieving soul

She bore the semblance

Of a story untold.

Long flowing hair

Dark laden eyes

Frail hands

Jaded legs

Her benumb face glistened in the sanctimonious moonlight.

I see her lips move

I can't fathom what she is trying to say

I catch a fleeting glimpse

As I walk deep past her amidst the shadows

I see that tear drop make its way to the sodden ground

I see those eyes as she sets her gaze upon me.

O'h that frozen moment

My heart writhes in pain

That face

O'h that human face.

I remember that day

When I sat there by that tree

Staring at it's reflection

That blood sodden ground neath me

That obliterated murder

O'h now I remember

I feel that tear drop make its way to that sodden ground

As I behold my last existence.