poem....

Her wrist shines red from each small cut.

She need to stop and seal it shut.

Her heart is broken.

Never to be mended.

A lifeless heart slowly ended.

Her head fills with images of him.

She cant take anymore.

Not again.

She positions the cold metal in the right place.

This time she wont heal.

She will sink into the darkness.

The blade pierces her skin.

Her heart beats real fast.

The last set of memories that happened to last pass.

Her heart begans to slow.

No one will ever know.

No one but him.

Her hand clutches a small sheet of paper.

Declaring her undying love.

A love that killed her.

A love that broke her.

A love that was impossible to have.

One impossible to find.

Her heart comes to a stop.

No more pain to feel.

Nothing more to deal.

Her life is over.

But his love still remains.

He now knows the truth.

And is left with his youth.

Her heart has done stopped beating.

He has been defeated.

He now has to live knowing she felt the same.

He is playing and none winning game.

He can take no more.

His heart is just too sore.

Her face haunts his every though.

Leaving him with nothing but loosing war.

With a smooth shiny gun.

He will leave it all behind.

A speeding bullet through the heart.

He finally has his fresh start.

Falling next to her stony grave,

This was his only fate.

By: Alicia Cable