Something More

She held the stainless steel to her wrist,
wanting the red crimson to drip.
The voices screaming "DO IT, DO IT."
she has had enough of their fits.
The thoughts she had became worse,
she wanted to end it all.
she wanted to rise, not to fall.
But she still went.
she let herself go,
she wanted them to know .
But it was past her now,
and she had no clue how,
other than to dissapear,
close her eyes, and let her mind clear.
forever.