Why

Pull me down again into the soft candlelit coffin of my miserable ecstasy. There to lie in written pen with all the blood spilled from deep within. Carrying away in that pitch black slumber to all the places my mind which find me with you over and over,,, in fallen leaves and radiant sunlight that I shall never see again, less my heart fall even further into nothingness with you. Watch it trickle black... washed away with the autumn rain that beckons me to remember...  And how you do so love the miserably darkened hollow shell you've created of my once were's... and that is why you do it.