Running water

by lauryn   Nov 14, 2007


Death,comes to mind running the water
which the bath is drawn
as she releases her clothes
she steps in the running water from her ankles to her knees
please someone her pleads
thoughts flash though her crowed mind
watching like a movie gone back in time
never mind the goodbyes
she try'd to be what they wanted
watch her as she reaches for the blade and cuts her wrist like she'd be saved
as she sinks deeper in the bath
she reaches up with her one last breath

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