The blue eyes of Death watched me
through the open window of her stolen heart.
Broken tears fell from Death's eyes
as the paramedics rushed in to
find me lying on the bathroom floor.
Stitch laden wrists betrayed my
secret wish to cut my life short.
I am my mother's burden.
Sorrow pulses through my scarred
veins and anger fills my heart.
No God can save me now...
Death calls my name.
 
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