Death by Love

This one was actually an assignment for my English class, we had to write prepositional poetry.

since the day she was born,
within, her heart was already torn.
behind her eyes hides pain.
beyond that, there is only rain.

but somehow she manages,
among all the bandages.
in this life, she still lives.
beside herself-to others-she still gives.

until that night,
during which she gave up the fight.
before she made her final sound,
near her hearts last pound,
with his burning picture in her hand,
beneath her, her legs tried to stand.

about to die,
for she knew she had to try,
between her whimpers,
out she whispers,

"I loved you. So fucking much..."

-rachelleeashlee<3.