Marriage To Death Poem by victoria martinez

I find myself tangled into thoughts
I can’t seem to make decisions
I’m losing what made me special
That urge to be better
That smile that blocks out the hate
That laugh that people complimented as great
Caught by stress and my own doubts
I’m hanging three feet away from the ground
The noose of my decisions has become my ring to death
The wedding was lovely I wore a red dress
The tailor dyed it with my blood
Pricked finger tips wiping my joy away
Black roses and I tilted my head as I threw the bouquet
Life caught the roses and she married time
Their bond was one of a kind
One ended the other and it never seemed to end
Like a renewal of perfection
This moment right here will be sweet
Cause when the memory regains its purpose
You will see my dress dripping
And the floors no longer dry
People slip in the mess I forgot to clean up
Feet dangling grab them before you hit the ground
My eyes are open but, no longer seeing
This is what death brought me when he got on one knee
Held out and handful of freedom
With the sight of emptiness I grabbed it with quickness
I am lovely and stuck in a moment
I smiled as I was gasping for breath
So now that I am wedded my face expresses the happiness
Of a virgin who lied too much
Never tried enough
And who always thought she would never give up
This life just lets death consume us