Wilted Flower

The beautiful flower sits

I reach out

To caress the petals

It wilts

Before my eyes

The flower shrivels

Black from my taint

The flower's demise

I cry out

I should have known

That this would happen

In sorrow I moan

It's all my fault

My black heart

Strikes again

Now in your coffin

You were so beautiful

I ruined you

I wish I could die too

A life without me

Would be lovely