Red Curtains

Restless, I wander quietly through this castle of sorrows,
Escaping none of my tears and regrets, none of my fears,
Doomed to walk these lonely, echoing halls in life and death.

Corners threaten to reveal my demons that hide in my shadow,
Urging my razor to my throat and bringing myself to the other side, staining these curtains
Red. No one besides me stares over the cliff's edge in delight, it
Taunts me as it juts out over the salty water of the ocean
And promises a new life without pain, a life of the soul.
Instants where I teeter as I perch over it, I think of my beloved's face, her picture above her
Name on a pure gold plaque in memory.
Shadows within shadows whisper her name, slowly driving me madly insane.