The sound of water,
Hitting against the tub harshly,
Fills your ears.
You let yourself sink into the heat,
Each aching muscle,
Eat cut and burn,
Absorbing the heat.
You feel like letting yourself drown.
Letting the water run until it's overflowing the Tub and flooding your bathroom,
Leaving you to die.
You stop the water as it brims the top of the tub.
You slide down until your head is almost under the water.
Then you stop,
You think.
Then you realize,
It's better,
Than living in a world,
Where you aren't loved.
And then you let yourself drown.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
Poetry100 word stories. - warning! Talks about suicide, self harm, abuse, etc. read at your own risk. this is your only trigger warning. -
