Would It Matter She looks up, With a piercing gaze, "Would it matter?" Her voice soft from crying.
She turns back to her knife Holding onto her wrist, Like a baby Refusing to let go,
"If i ended it now?" Then you realize
You have nothing to say
You make your biggest mistake, You turn away,
Away Away from her hunched dark form,
Then you hear a clatter, Shes standing, Right arm outstretched. Her shuddering sobs, She threw away her knife,
Just like you threw away her life And put it in incapable hands
"Would it matter?" As she screamed her troubles, Her arm dripping, Its to bad your deaf,
Shes holding a razor in her hand, Third time this week, Blood beads as she pushes Hard and harder Its to bad your blind,
Her eyes. Haunted. In their sockets, The form of someone Who just gave up.
Her grades are slipping, She hasn't been sleeping, She losing her grip, She tripping, and falling and falling
"If I ended it now?"
McHuggles · Tue Nov 04, 2008 @ 02:10am · 0 Comments |