Helena Poem by Cherry Blossom

Screams of never-ending agony killed the ghost-quiet night, the teary eyed stars watched as two lives were lost under their supervision, the moon held back its tears for it can't do anything but accept the fact that he is only a spectator.

He was clothed in pure darkness yet it was slowly being consumed by the spreading tint of red that ran down his head, his hands were occupied by his lifeless bride that was covered in roses due to an accident they didn't expect.

Tears rolled down his scared cheeks, he cried his heart to the point where it came out and sat down next to the grieving groom.
He held his cold bride tightly in his arms accepting the fact that no matter if he killed himself, cry his heart out, no true love's kiss could save their short spent love story.

As the night began to fade, he kissed her one last time and whispered his last words to his bride and his life:
"so long and goodnight, my Helena."