A crimson red,
Silently running past her weakened fingers.
Drip, Drip, Dripping,
Clashing to the floor.
Such a sweet solution,
Razor lying next to her,
Blood seeping through the sheets,
Eyelids growing heavy,
Struggling for a final glance of the bitter world,
Resting in her bed for a final time,
Never wanting to wake up,
Only wants for this pain to leave,
Numb, feeling so empty,
A final breath,
And a kiss goodbye…
