'She cries,
Her tears inking the letter of her insanity in front of her,She weeps,
Her chokes petrifying the paper thin walls of her trust.She bawls,
Her thoughts consuming her very soul into a pitch black darkness.She sobs,
Her bathroom walls vibrating with every sin she has caused.She wails,
Her razor reflecting beautifully against the dim light.She mewls,
Her hairs on edge as the cold metal touches her colourless skin.She tears,
Her silent cries of help swiftly cutting her exterior.She whimpers,
Her body slowly silencing as she drowns in a pool of her own deafening sorrows.She whines,
Her hands dipped in a scarlet quilt as she slowly slips from the tight grasp of her insanity.She's silent,
Her ghosts of her past no longer towering over her,
No longer depriving her of freedom by suffocating her,
No longer entrapping her.She stops,
Her life only explained by two simple syllabuses.
She's free.'
-A.M
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The opening of the poem, 'she cries, her tears inking the letter of her insanity in front of her' refers to her suicide note, I thought you should know to clear up any confusion. Please vote and comment,
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