• Wrists cut
    blade bloody.
    The pain slowly fades.
    Body on a cold bathroom floor.
    Blurry vision
    voices so far away.
    Light pressure against your lips.
    Half opening you eyes,
    she sitting there watching
    you cry.
    "Shh. They're on they're way."
    She lays with you in your blood.
    Arms wrapped around you til it's time.
    Your feel her lips so soft and warm,
    then your gone.
    "Goodbye my love, sleep well."