A tightness clenches her
throat death seems to be
closer than usual now do
to the fact that she no
longer has self-control
the warm drops of water
numb her skin to the feel
of a razor blade as it dances
across her belly towards the main
veins on see threw skin
tension rushes toward her heart
the beat pounds faster than a
hummingbirds wings she hesitates
in spite of what she has never
felt the warm embrace of love
as he holds another girl
death left its mark as clear
as crystal but love stained
her ungraceful fall
