Unthinkable

I am a warrior on the inside.
Pale as snow on the outside.
These walls hold so many secrets and if they could talk I tear them to the ground.
My heart so hollow yet filled tio the brim with guilt.
I fought for so long to keep from doing the unthinkable but today just seems to be the day that I gave up. Because here I sit. I am a forgoten warrior on the inside pale as snow on the outside.
Sitting in the rain.
With a bloody knife in my hand.
My wrist slit open.
And my heart no longer beating.
The battle lost.
To the unthinkable.