i wirte this to the world i see

I write this to the world I see Might the world write back Vainly an attempt by me To paint this picture black I see the joy and innocence Daffodils that fill the field I smell the lilac by the fence To me this love’s revealed But also do my eyes take sight Upon the treachery abound The sordid, morbid dead of night And all the hell around The rose of death dripping wet Drops of lust not love Drops of bloody damn regret Drip from up above For somewhere in the sky tonight There lies a leaking wrist Slit vertically and not in spite Ensuring life desist