I slit my wrists,
The metal blade biting into my veins,
"Oh how I've longed for this"
"How I've missed it"
I smile as dark crimson bloods oozes down my skin,
The metallic smells burns in the air,
I laugh,
The pain drowning me,
Thick and dark,
With my strong hand,
I drag it down my face,
I laugh until I grow cold,
The smile fades from my lips,
"This is the end"
- just another death I imagined
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Words of Silence | Poetry / Rants
PoesiaJust my thoughts Be aware of trigger warnings Waiting for the end, Are you? - so am I