four months, down the drain. i want to get a tattoo when i am older, one that looks like the red scratch on my hand at the base of my thumb. i have tried to tell myself that it doesent count, but i know that it does. i know that after four months i have hurt myself again, but to be honest i dont care. everything was just building up inside of me and everytime i look at the cut i am not angry or sad. i am strangely happy or proud. i dont know why. this cut right now means so much […]
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Heart Monitor
The water fills her lungs
Her body begins to chill slowly
Floating in the middle of the ocean
As life flourishes around her
Her life drifts away
Moments are all that’s left now
As she takes her last but final breath
She prays to the heavens above her
To forgive her for what shes done.
She opens her eyes again
Light burning her eyes
She thanks haven for letting her have the chance to have eternal life
But the rest of her senses arise
She hears the beeping of her heart monitor
And she sighs with pain
She has failed once again…