Relief

The moon bleeds red tears for her
stars die in agony too

Midnight aloneness is fate

way to familiar a pain

laying awake from nightmares

Shove things into reality

Survival rate is zero

With a traitors death to bear

Tears fall from her face and arm

Relief is still yet to come

Leaving her in a time of need

Her blood leaves at her worst

as her heart begins to fail

Like the story of her Life

It's never enough to be

The end of her is relief
If such a word is to say

suicide