Watch

Watch
As I waste away
Suffering in my utter depression
Counting day by day
Holding down my aggression
Getting hard to cope
Losing myself completely
In my hand lies a rope
Ending my pain discreetly
Watch
As I bleed from my wrists
The smell reaching my nose
Hands curling into fists
My eyes tightly shut closed
At peace
Is what I beg for
An ultimate freedom
Nothing more
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©Copyright/ Nikki Brown
Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaton.- GK Chesterton