Suicide
She gripped the knife, got into her
feelings that night... Regretted all
the mistakes she made, all the
hateful things said to her are coming
back to haunt her. Facing the facts,
her hands shaking with fear as
the knife appeared closer to her
wrists than the other nights.
Her eyes closed, regretting what
she did, her life, and as she opened
her eyes the knife was upon her wrists
with gripping fists waiting for the first
drip of blood.
As it appeared on the tip, the tip of the
knife it hurt so much but she loved it!
More came dripping on the bathroom
floor and as that one forceful slip
changed it all, she repeated until she
slid down onto the floor, wet now with
her sorrow.
And that's when it was over, she whispered
into the air "I'm sorry Mom. I'm sorry Daddy.
For this life was hard to live... at least for me."
She closed her eyes dropped the knife as she
shedded one last remaining tear.
I'm sorry.
-Alley
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