Pain Entwined

A girl rapped in a crimson red dress takes her last breath.
Her neck entwined in ivey, choking her to death,
She clenches the dead rose petals in her hand.
One last tear glides gently over her smooth, cold cheek.
This is her pain entwined.

Her face is beautiful, blushed with the cold,
Her raw body lies still, drenched in dew.
Her dress is ripped, and the edges bleed away from her,
Out from her body, and into the cold, dark night.

Seconds pass but feel like years,
Waiting for death to engulf her in its warm hands.
She longs for it to come and bring her away from this place, away from this pain.

This is her pain entwined,
In her heart, Forever.