Escape
Tears begin to form,
Origins unknown,
They start to rush down.
Sobs escape me as the
Sadness spreads throughout my body.
Vision blurred,
I reach for the phone,
That buzzes with your call.
Pressing ‘end’ the noise stops,
And the light of your face fades.
Shining brightly,
I see my escape,
A way to release the pain.
Cool to the touch,
Smooth in my hand.
Pressing gently on my wrist,
The red begins to appear.
Craving the final result,
The blade now slices across my skin.
As if it was meant to be.
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