I did not choose life. I chose death
The day I said I do
I walked in the boulevard of my last breath
How was I to know, my end was my groom
My wedding bouquet was to adorn my grave
How could this be when my all I gave?
The hands that caressed my bosom, would turn to smother
Engulfed in naiveté of love, I dared not to bother
His chest rose and fell, not with lust but seething anger
I knew not, my husband had become a stranger
Behold, he was a hybrid of sexual girth
An Adonis that was mine from birth
His love oozed and formed a halo around his head
I basked in its ray of ambience, oh my sweet angel of death
Oblivion to lurking Hades
The storm on his face bruised my heart!
The thunder in his voice shattered my world!
His balled fists fornicated my body!
Like a lamb I laid down my head as he drained my soul
I let him murder me, I did not run, I did not scream
I would rather die than see the loathe in his eyes!
Unlike him, death wanted me. Death loved me. Death loved me.
Death it shall be than hate from my love
Death takes me away from the pain and embraces my soul in his arms.
Death my new love, I am yours forever…