|once again (standard:poetry, 209 words)|
|Author: A. J. March||Added: Jul 14 2009||Views/Reads: 1579/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|its about the pain of trying to break a deadly habit|
A tear slides silently down my blank face. Outside I'm hard as stone. Inside I'm struggling with the self- conflict I've avoided for so long. Hiding works no longer. The time has come to decide. The blade laughs at me, gleaming in the light, shining menacingly. The skin on my wrist, scarred repeatedly. My soul rips, I break. My broken, torn soul leaking from my eyes onto the floor in front of me. I stare out of the window, suddenly compelled to look. A dove, on the window sil, singing sweetly. Yet the noise doesnt enter the room. I close my eyes again, time for the finale, of my life. no more tears to cross my cheeks on their journey to the floor, cold metal touches my skin. I'm weak. The blade falls to the ground with a metalic clang. No more. No more of the pain I've hidden behind for so long. No more of the comfort of seeing the blood slide down my porcelain wrist. No more desperate calling for THIS time to be the last. No more. I smile this time. The first time in a long time. I'm done. Urges will come. I will struggle, and I will be victorious. Defeat is not an option. Tweet
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