She left a note

[miss_scarlet007]

She left a note
Saying not where she was going
But where she had been
And what she had seen
And why, why she must go.

He read her note
And wept,
Tears etching age around eyes
And face, and falling
Upon paper, upon ink.

And as he wept, ink wept,
Reaching jagged spiderlegs
To paper, to fingers,
Blackness into skin,
An indelible taint.