Suicide

Looking in the mirror.

Bloodshot eyes,

Hair falling out.

Bleeding wrists.

Blood stained tiles.

Staring at those eyes;

Those dark,

Dark eyes.

Watching her closely,

Intensely.

Monitoring her every move,

Knowing the next.

Being in control,

Yet being so unsure.

Blurry imaging.

Fading away,

Faintly.



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