Last night of love.

This is poem about unrequited love and how it makes one suffer.

There was a night when I first fell in your eyes,
and it was a moment of ecstasy,
no whispers no lies.
I felt you sink in my blood,
run through my heart
and then you captured my soul,
and tore me apart.
Tonight is the night
when i cry from within,
when i breathe out my love
and you bleed out my skin.
This night will take me away
but its not here to stay
The time runs out
as my conscience shouts.
Yes i know it is wrong
but you never made it right
It wont take long
to make my soul light.
I see the blue line running down my arm
and the silver in my hand has too much charm.
Why should it not
after all the battles I have fought
after all the pain of want
and the shadows that haunt.
So i take this gleaming silver
and run it on the lines
It travels into my flesh
and i watch as i smile
the wet red dripping of the knife
spreading on the white tile,
theres goes the last breath
there it goes out with you.
and i will have nothing anymore
but i will longer cry for you.