(All my other poems is under Jessica Jones)

The glass shatters and mirrors broken in two
Love so serious as a heart attack
So what to do
Secrets begins to voices
And made the conscience
And body to make a lousy choice
As I watch her heart bleed
Between her eyes underneath
From the bloody tears
Sharing from her lost she bared
Shadows of others torn souls voiced
She begin to fear
Slowly her body moves
All because she gave up her
Last token
Which contain her happiness
Which contain her will to remain
Study to focus
Ran down to the same dark room
Watching a empty pot
She imagines would bloom
The glass shatters and mirrors broken in two
Love so serious as a heart attack
So what to do
Secrets begins to voice
And she made another lousy choice
Ran down the bathroom as quickly as she could
Open the medicine cabinet
As her conscience know would
Sobbing the thick and now
Dried tears
She sat down and began to design on her arm
With a fresh razor
As a sign of relief has only blazed her
Drippings of her own blood
Even amazed her
At that moment she was in her own heaven
And she never left it
More redness
Lost train of thoughts
Complete dizziness
The glass shatters and mirrors broken in two
Love so serious as a heart attack
So what to do
Secrets begin to voice
As the conscience, heart, body and soul
Made a final choice
In her bedroom
Wearing a night gown socks and shoes
Looking out her window
Inhaling like it was going to be the last time
Exhaling saying to herself “everything will be fine”
No letter to the love ones
Back in position
Okay, here goes
One foot over and the other on the edge
Mother opens the door
Shock as hell
Never yelled
She fell
As she begun to reach for balance
The look on her mother face
Was her only glance
And the ground was her
Last taste



 
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