Heartbeat
Feeling broken and torn
A heart unloved, completely worn
Maybe once someone cared,
But their love for her was never shared
She wants no longer to be depressed
However, her love for him keeps her oppressed
She’s tried to fight off this everlasting pain
The monster eating her soul would never be slain
The last resort for the pain to end
Was to create a wound that would never mend
Grasping the end of the blade, skin going pale
Cutting into her skin, not letting anything fail
Deeper it goes, blood spilling onto the floor
Continuing to cut and blood continues to pour
Remembering why she’s releasing this blood
Tears stream down her cheeks in an overwhelming flood
The blade drops to the floor as she falls to her knees
“Let the pain end,” she silently pleas
The throbbing pain on her wrist and the one in her heart
Felt all the same and not far apart
Tears continue to fall and stream down her face
She knew no one should ever be in her place
She hated this pain and no longer wanted it to endure
Sadly believing, killing herself was the one and only cure
Gripping the blade close to her skin
Slicing deeper, creating a stream of blood ever so thin
She falls down to the ground as the blood drains out
Her soul slowly dying as her heartbeat goes out
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