"That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold"

Never again have I thought I would feel the cold

Metal graze my cheek

Never again did I think we would meet

At the height of emotion

As wide as the ocean

You grazed your chilled hand across my wrist

As gentle as a kiss

A love note from death

Wishing me well on my last breath

"Put out the light, and then put out the light"

It said.

Reminding me of a love that was dead

Retelling stories of puppeteers and equivocators

That had been long gone straight to hell

Who couldn't find their way to heaven.

And both brought down with them a somewhat innocent maiden

As the flesh burned at her already cut, bruised and battered skin.

She wondered when this hell would end.