The moonlight shines on my pale yellow skin <br />My eyes fixed on water, a trance I’m is in <br />I see no refection of this torn figure <br />But I have no intention of seeing my picture <br />My body has fallen into eternal sleep <br />It shall never again have her soul to keep <br />My hands, still together with the rope that they tied <br />Around my neck, another rope hangs to the side <br />Still thinking of the time that you told me to wait <br />They found me, their eyes filled with hate <br />The rope hung high and they tightened my noose <br />My body was tight, no muscle was loose <br />I looked in the distance, where I last saw you leave <br />You weren’t back, was your love just a tease? <br />They said a short speech then I dropped <br />Followed by a quickened stop <br />I hung for a moment, then I let go <br />With the green filled ground not far below <br />Now I sit here, by the lake <br />Right in the spot where you told me to wait <br />I look over the land for a sign of you <br />And hope that you are looking for me, too<br /><br />Alyssa Rieper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fatal-love-2/
