I try to stand
To get out of bed
As i pulled myself up
The room started to spin
The floor started to shake
As i collapsed in a heap
Everything stopped spinning
The walls and ceiling darken
Screaming in silence from the pain
As i lie there in the crimson pool
I never realized you could bleed so much
From one small wound
I start to get short on breath
My arms fall to the side
The last thing i heard
Was the soft sound of the red blade hitting the wooden floor
And the last thought
Was that nobody would know why
For they always saw me as happy
The last memory
Was how you crushed my dreams
And how you broke my heart
 
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