I can’t stand it any longer
The pain has taken over me
I slit my wrists in hope of a relief
Running blindly
The world is crumbling
I can’t be fixed
The sounds of the orchestra play in my ears
The sounds of the running hoofs stampede through my mind’s eye
I hear the last notes before I fall
The sinister rings penetrate my thoughts
Can’t you save me?
I hold it in my hand
My last resort
It’s hard to imagine
That there will be no remains of me
Just the rush of the river and the calling birds above.
