This is a poem I made right now because I'm sad. :(
Love.
Love...I thought was an illusion of the mind.
But since you met her.
love is now suicide.
The tears will fall
Mix in with the blood
How can I ever say 'I was in love'
The razor rusts
dried with blood
so now is the time to say 'good bye love'
good bye illusion, good bye my sweet dream
it wan't ment to be, it seems
I never will expect you to stay
and I'll wait for you forever on the path to decay