I watched her cry today.
Her tears seemed too lost...
They looked toward the ground,
Almost as if it was where we all belonged.

Two shades deeper than her sky,
It spoke of a shattered dream,
A nightmare ringing in our ears!
Listen, it let go of her that day.

I watched her bleed today.
From those eyes of a perfect wonder,
Through a face of her beasts and their life.
Never to know the attempt, I

Feared for her, her mind, her change.
Blood of the fallen, screaming to an obssession,
Could I drown, within a page upon page stain?
Should I stop the flow, the cut, she inflicts?

I watched her lie today.
Always a good intention, though a sea of deceit.
Waves of what they told you, ticking as a clock would.
Why didn't you see her suffer in paradise?

No words could start to imagine,
Red day, blue day, dead day, her day,
Her last day, soon to be, so tell me,
What would you say if she was gone?

I watched her burn today.
Ablazed to the core, given to her eyes.
Oh, the fire in that child, her eyes!
To the very stake it lived, and no skin was left.

It was set to her heart, more than once,
But who knew we would watch?
Speeding along the fear, no one doused it.
You held the river, where was it?

I watched her scream today.
Another turning point struck her down.
No photo could save it, no memory could stop it.
Cries of impending doom swept her land.

So loud, so helpless, it went off a level.
She carried a certain aura about her, to this day,
Decayed, betrayed, we all smiled though.
It hated how we looked at her.

I watched her sing today.
Note she was silent, controlling a reckless voice.
You knew it was beautiful, though so much was it broken.
We poisoned her, didn't we?

Too bad the sky imprisoned her revenge.
Such a blur of colored death, no design we asked for,
No problem we haunted, no dagger we became.
She said she had many, many horrors.

I watched her laugh today.
Not an amused state, nor joyous...
A crazed, perverted voice possessed her, a mind
Of those who lost the found.

Her own enemy met a chilling defeat,
I saw it more as his starless night.
Don't you dare raise the dead, we need no more.
As a pot calling the kettle black, but...why?

I watched her hide today.
Within her world of stillness, silence, darkness,
Filled with music of this world, she swam through mystery.
She wished for you, for your embrace, your kiss.

The love you gave her kept that world warm,
But it didn't help much, it layed there, speechless.
So she did the best she could, we know, however,
Her world was inside a closet, behind closed doors.

I watched her whisper today.
No one was there, no way to be heard.
She begged for an escape, she asked for your presence,
She talked to someone, perhaps it was me, I never knew.

She was so alone! So afraid! Terror took over her,
She cried, bled, lied, burned, screamed, sang, laughed, hid, again!
Artworks within her mind, I saw, we loved and hated,
They wondered, "How will she die?"

I watched her beg today.
She asked for three things, three desires of her life,
She requested they be fulfilled, lest the third be committed.
Number Three seemed a...a last resort...

One, was for a home and family to love, and be loved by.
Two, was for you, to protect, to hold, and to love each and every single day.
Three, she must ask herself, for this seemed a sin,
Three, was for death.

I'm watching her die today.
We loved her life, her spirit, but
Too many drank from her wounds...
Too many dreams, nightmares mirrored within themselves, came.

We must've killed her, my friends.
No soul of child, no heart of elder, we knew of.
Slowly, her life is draining, won't it stop?
Won't someone stop her bleeding, her breathing?

I'll watch her death tomorrow.
She'll join me, herself, hang her head low and disappear.
We'll cry alone, inch the blade ever closer, ever deeper.
Drown in her blood, her tears, her black death.

Hello, I am what you know, the memory of this one.
She has also requested my death, so you all may be free.
Joy was never meant for us, never kept without sacrifice.
Ask not why, but she loves you.