A DEPRESSED SOUL

 

she whispers to herself in front of the mirror

“nothing is worth it anymore”

staring at her swollen eyes and sunken face 

tears streams down again 

she cried bitterly for love unreciprocated 

jilts and heartbreaks shown to her face 

pieces of her heart she gathered again was re-broken 

she knew this was the height of it all

staring at the small bottled content on the dresser 

this won’t make a quick kill but leave me in pains 

I’d rather prefer a stab to the heart 

my heart’s already a mess, I won’t feel the pain 

she pick a knife and slit her wrist 

a colorful scene as her blood ooze out 

she smiled as the thick liquid swims on the floor 

the tiles never halt the flow but enjoyed the slow velocity 

nano seconds counts as seconds usher in minutes 

she could hear her pulse screaming for loss of blood

she knew her time is up as her body sends signal 

her legs going numb, sweats covers her forehead 

her finger twitch, eye lids heavy 

her vision starts to blur, this was the end of it all

as she closed them, everywhere was total darkness 

she took her last breath and the world felt it 

@talk2leigh

7:21am

31 Oct 2022