FINAL BREATH (suicide)

As she glides the knife over her wrist cutting through her skin

Releasing every bit of anger and her last tear from within.

Concentrating on what she is doing as the knife reacher's her vein

Her nervous system over powered by emotions, in her wrist there is no pain.

Satisfied with what she is doing as she holds a firm grip on the knife

Knowing it would be over soon, fully aware she is taking her life.

She places the knife on her bedroom floor; her new journey will soon start

Anxious for this misery to end and anxious for the end of her broken heart.

She lay in a puddle of blood on her bedroom floor as she awaits her death

Remembering her loved ones as she takes her last and final breath.

written by Shelly , please comment
this is a true story, at a stage in life when i felt i couldn't go on, i still have the scar on my wrist to this very day to remind me of the night i tried to take my life.