An Unspoken Suicide

A slash to the wrist
and he's down
Bleeding to feel
what he can't see around.

Unsaid words
spoken with eyes
Tears that blurred
colors of the skies.

Slices and scars
won't cover this up
Love came too late
if it was even enough.

Cold flesh held
in the palm of my hand
Thoughts spinning furiously
why can't I understand?

A sweet kiss seals
this mark of suicide
I turn my face away
and let our hearts collide.