She sits upon her knees.so emotionless her pale face,all her life is sucked put of her. with no where to turn,every direction she goes,she's hitting brick walls.her one last choice.the cold,shiny,metal took over her life becoming her best friend a sense of completion surges through her body as her warm crimson blood flows gently down her pale cold wrist.paralyzed between life and death holding onto the thinest glimpse of hope.her breathing starts to quicken,her mind begins to race her final choice could be her last.for the time in her life,she has to stop running away,face it all.to plunge that shiny metal even deeper within her veins or stay,to catch glimpses of the next sunrise,she crumples to the floor,her crumpled white dress stained with her emotional turmoil.praying and pleading she cries"help me,let me see,let me run far away,please help me,i cant take this,please just take it away".her final words as her delicate body faints upon the floor.
