Time stands still in a desperate hour
She stares at the clock waiting for time to change
Broken-hearted and alone
Tears streaming down her face
She thinks about all the things she left unsaid
Wondering when it will all get better
Alone in this cold, dark world
Scared
And confused
Depression begins to sink in
The thoughts she so desperatly clings to
Begin to emerge
It's the addiction
She fears
But can never escape
No future
No plan
No one
Slowly she rolls up her sleeves
Gently she presses the blade against her wrist
She is not afraid
She has done this many times before
Today is different, though
Today is the beginning of the end
The blood is coming at a slow pace
Slowing it begins to pour out
Over her arm
Her clothes
Her body
She presses harder
A smile spreads across her face
A sigh of defeat escapes her lips
As she whispers
"Goodbye life,
Hello suicide."
