Thorns and Roses

The tears streamed down my face 

As I bid you goodbye 

The heartache, the torment 

Of losing your essence forever.

As I sat by the window pane

Admiring the site of the bed of roses

It reminded me of the past and the way the things used to be.

A promise of love and commitment

 My inspiration and guide

And my pillar of strength at all crossroads of life.

But then things changed and you found her

She made you feel things that I wish we once had.

She injected you with her poison, the thorn among the roses

The feelings that once existed ,seemed to have disappeared

The jealousy and the envy was all that was left

As I watched you move astray from me

I wished you would still love me the way you did her 

So that we could be happy together forevermore

The shards of broken glass lay still on the porcelain floor

 surrounded by your blood, all dark and gore

 I recalled the horrors that lead to this fateful day

The very last moments that we shared with each other 

Were nothing but a storm of chaos and disarray.

Now that you lie six feet under

The guilt of your death hangs over my head

And so through this poem I confess to my transgressions

Hoping to achieve atonement one day.