Silver sparkled in the sky
Such splendor one could not ignore
I love him now as I loved him then
Even though we were done for
I remember the night and the hideous rumor
That sent me stumbling off in horror.

“He’s gone,” they say, and even now
I wish for my emotional armor
But that is gone too, long gone with my love
Shattered here forever more
Until I crumble to the floor
Remembering that night of horror.

No, I thought, this can’t be true
Who started this vicious rumor?!
Silence only answered, and sympathetic looks
He promised to never leave me, to stay here forever more
All is lost and broken now and please, I implore…
A release from this continuing horror.

But there it was, staring me in the face
Yes, he was gone, and now is unlooked for
My love, I miss you
What is it that you left me for?
Who has your heart, what it your captor?
Tell me, release me from this horror.

No answers have I
And still I look for
Some clue, some sign, to give me answers
None have I found, such as before
Till I saw at my door his impersonator
Please, give me release from this life of horror.

He thought to take his place
But he couldn’t have known of my heart, frozen forever more.
Or perhaps he did, and sought to use me
As an addition to his own glittering splendor
To stand beside him and adorn his wall, and furthermore
To keep me here, trapped in this life of horror.

And now he sits here beside the fire
Looking at me as though he was my suitor
Without ever asking my permission
He intruded upon my floor
Speaking as though I understood and did not ignore
But I could not listen, trapped in this night of horror.

His voice droned on and on, echoing around me
While I tuned out the proposal of marriage, and proceeded to ignore
Everything around me, including his hand upon my arm
I felt a sudden pain, and when I looked up, the suitor had become the tormentor
Speech eluded me and I swayed, wishing for valor
To free me from this darkening night of horror.

He demanded me to speak
And the look in his eyes shook me to my core
But my voice I could not find.
His anger only grew, and soon he threw me to the floor
I could only stare at him silently, thinking perhaps he would become my savior
To free me from this life of horror.

A grown man in a rage is something to fear
And yet he I easily ignored
My thoughts lay only with my love,
He who I so adored
He who had deserted me to die alone, he who should have been my liberator,
He who left me to this life of horror.

Who knew there could be such release in pain?
As his blows fell upon me over and over, the faltering of my heart I could not ignore
I closed my eyes and cast my thoughts back
Back to the days when we were happy, when I was with my suitor
The physical pain began to fade, the voice of my tormentor
Ever fainter in the mist that took me from this night of horror.

The night I died, they say the very heavens cried
My savior was hung the very next day, for the murder of such “splendor.”
But I and perhaps I alone, know better.
He was my savior that night, not my tormentor
Though the night was smattered with gore
He freed me from my life of horror.

Now I wander here, free from earthly pains
And yet I still long for him, my lost suitor
My heart cannot beat, and yet it aches
For him who I loved and lost among the horror
My long-lost beautiful savior
Whom I still miss, even among this undying splendor.

I have drifted so long
Seeking love to ease my lonely heart and more
That now, as I wander the mists of time
I can hardly remember my life of horror
And my lost and forgotten suitor
Though his face still remains, haunting me through this splendor.

So much time has passed, I don’t know how much
I’ve wandered from here to the pebbled shore
And still my heart aches
For the long-lost suitor
I cannot cease to love, and honor
Even though I now live with such splendor.

Wandering as I do, I overhear such things
As this: I have not passed on, and so I shall never see my suitor.
If my spectral heart could break, it surely would shatter now
Never to see him, my old suitor?
The world cannot be so cruel as to keep him from me now, my savior
But my savior is lost forever, and I have returned to a life of horror.

How could this be, why do I remain?
Have I not suffered enough, to be granted relief from this terror?
What must I do to get through?
Now this splendor is my tormentor
For I am trapped here forever more
And my life is again a horror.

The barrier will not part for me
It appears to be true—I am trapped here forever more
And now I cannot be saved
From the splendor that is now my tormentor
I long now for a second liberator
To free me from this undead splendor.