Laughter breaks through the plane of silence.
The scene is set in varying shades of red.
One shade indicates and underlying romantic tone,
while the other represents the tragedy unknown.
A man walks into his house.
He wears his hope on his sleeve.
With a faint grin he enters,
for his lover he is about to see.
He hurriedly climbs the stairs,
with his anticipation at its height.
Visions of her in a violet red dress,
pass through his eager mind.
But when he arrives at the room,
the red he sees is only that of death.
She lies stained with crimson blood,
having suffered an inglorious end.
The man is in shock and can't react.
His world was shattered on impact,
when he saw his love dissipade
in shades of the darkest maroon red.
So with a pen in his right hand,
he writes on her heart all he felt.
"Lover, the lord has left us."
And with a tear he leaves the room.
He came in with all the hope in the world.
But now, love has turned into tragedy.
So the man now leaves behind his house,
and all that once held importance within it.
And as he leaves, he hums a dirge to himself.
I have been forsaken.
Life has been taken,
by an unknown force.
I am filled to the brim,
with pain and remorse,
for her grim demise.
I killed her with love.
I drowned her in hope.
I ate all her sorrow.
I saved her sad soul.
But, yet she is still gone.
The man continues to repeat each verse,
and walks toward his fate unknown,
wondering if he can ever love once more.
He then fades into the rest of the world.
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;" -Edgar All