"no turning back now...."
he said as he dragged the 2.5 inch razor blade across his wrist.
"funny,doesn't hurt as bad as i thought"
blood leaked from the wounds and stained his bed sheets and mattress in a stubborn raw Burgundy
color.
he dipped his finger in the pool of blood and wrote a single phrase across the wall.
"if only she could see me now....."
he thought as he laid back down.
And as the life flickered out of his eyes he stared at the phrase on his wall and after 3 years of tears and endless sadness the one thought followed him to his haunting but welcome death
the final answer he found after seemingly endless torture
on the wall,grotesque yet beautiful it said......
"I finally stopped the pain"
