A note rests on my dresser,it remains un-read..
To un-fold its wrinkled edges,is a moment i know
ill dread..
Reading words of hate and words that will bring me
pain..
sitting here wishing i knew what thoughts and memories
it would contain..
I feel the hesitation running through my body from
my head down to my toes..
what this note will reassure, only the author truely
knows..
I seperate the paper,unfolding it with curosity,in my
hand the open note lys..
I felt the tears swell in my eyes..
Just what i had thought,an end to my life..
I couldnt decide how untill i saw the kitchen knife..
i put it to my wrist,this pain was so unreal..
i pushed it down,cut it deep,blood remained on the blade
made of steel..
Looking out the window i saw flashes of red& blue..
above me stood blurry figures,there was 2..
their facial expressions looked as if there was a sign
of sorrow..
i close my eyes not knowing if ill awake tomorrow..
...flower covered grave and sunny skies above..
engraved in my tombstone "took her life for love"


 
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