The End

by laura   Dec 27, 2005


Happiness, a thing of the past
only sadness and hurt rule me.
to unbearable heights, my heart climbs
falling onto jagged spears

friends, gone into the sea of despair
my last hope snatched away
amber waves crash over me
pulling me down into the darkness

silent tears dance along my cheeks
my decision set
i fill my mind with doubt
hoping, praying for death

as i grasp the blade,
it glints to show me the truth
wretched and poor,
i fall to the floor

the darkness closes in,
my last and final choice
the now red tipped knife
my blood flowing around me

cold and lifeless
i cry out to the silence
the ever growing cold
whispers as i die.

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