Copyright Jea

She once sat on the floor in her bedroom
lights off,
music blarring,
tears streaming down her face
the anger and pain are just to much to bear
she searchs for a sharpe object
she digs down deep into her skin and pulls
she won’t stop till she sees blood
her warm tears fall down her face,
and dilute the blood dripping to the floor
she’s unaware of the world around her
she doesn’t know how much more she can take

Until one day
the cuts went too far and too deep
she knew she was dying-but didn’t care
because for the first time
she felt to pain
she was happy
all her pain and anger were flowing away
with the blood that was poolin on he floor,
her eyes grew heavy
she goes into her last sleep

she lay’s on the floor in er bedroom
lights off
no music
only reamants of tears on her face
her blade on the floor
her blood has stopped flowing
her heart has stopped beating
her eyes open staring into the abyss
but for the first time
in a long time
there’a a hint of a smile on her face.


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