Final Decision

She's thought of the knife.
She's thought of it more then twice.
All the stress.
All the people keeping her depressed.
Her life is a rainstorm.
Her days always so torn.
Killing herself is her destiny.
She wouldn't mind doing it happily.
So much torment.
Her soul lies dorment.
She can't wait for the moment.
There's no way she'll postpone it.
The days growing old.
And the knife she holds.
Getting ready,preparing to slit.
The pain will hurt like a solid hit.
She looks down at two pictures in hand.
Then she starts to understand.
The love of family and friends.
That love will never end.
Setting the knife on the table.
And now she is able.
Able to face the world in a new perspective.
It's her life and she must accept it.
She then picks up the phone.
She's heard in a saddend tone.
On the other line is her bestfriend.
She explains of what could've been her end.
They both begin to cry.
Until there eyes run dry.
And now she only can say.
"I'm glad I decided to stay!"