Criss cross;the cuts appear fresh.
cutting deeper each time.
hitting the vein by accident;too angry to care.
the blood flows freely off your wrist && onto the floor.
You smile;satisfied.
ready to leave the pain behind;you dig the blade into your wrist && close your eyes.
Fall to the ground.
Your dead now.
You open your eyes...an angel appears before you.
She smiles && holds out her hand;you take it.
Together you fly away.
Into the heavens.
She shows you everything. && you meet god && Jesus.
But your scared to stay.cause you've never seen anything so filled with such happiness before.She looks at you && points to the bright light. 'Look at it,follow it, but don't go in it'
'It'll be there,waiting for you, when you really are ready to go.But its nit your time yet.'
She pushes you;you start falling.
Open your eyes;the blade is in your hand.
You drop it;scared.
&& get up && walk away.
