The string of life is in tatters,

The one who cut it loose stutters

"What have you done?" He asks

"I can't anymore," she replied.

The one who's guarding number four

Is on the brink at Death's door

"Are you going to enter?" He asks

"I ...don't know," she replied

The unbearable pain stabbed her

With an injured heart, "Sorry sir."

"This matter isn't closed." He said with the eyes of a steel

She knew her heart can't take it anymore, but still

Unknowingly she opened the shell

Knowing that he can't just wish her well

"Did you know what you just did?" He asks

"Sir, I don't really know," shaking her head, she replied

She loved him so much it hurt

Asking herself if it was really worth it

From her mouth, the blood spurt

Telling herself to be steady at her feet

It doesn't really make sense at all

But in her confusion she doesnt know if she survived the fall

Did someone caught her?

Did she die?

For all she knows, she doesn't care anymore

In the eyes of her master, she is something more

But that is something she doesn't know

Because she is destined to be in Death's row

"Will you hold me?" She plead, looking at his eyes

" Absolutely." He answered, melting his ice

With her head laying on his lap and him stroking her hair

An unspoken feeling lingered in the air.