Tuesday, October 25, 2011
fReEdOm
oh to feel that release. to feel that sharp edge slicing through the fragile skin on my wrist. to see the blood slither down my arm and on to my already stained floor. watching it with bliss. knowing the end is finally near as i grow light headed and tired. i want it. i want to sleep and dream of a better life and never have to wake up from it. oh what a wonderful paradise this will be. i watch the blood and its gracefulness. wishing i could be as beautiful. i rest my head feeling weak. just a little longer. just a few more suspenseful minutes. the room around me starts fading. i smile and brace myself for what is to come... freedom.
Labels:
cutting,
death,
depression,
peace,
suicide
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