Haiku String by Tia Voth

I drag the blade down
Across my poor virgin arm
Beads of crimson blood

Why did I do this
Darkness creeps over my eyes
The carpet is stained

Just please don't hate me
It's not as bad as it sounds
I swear my dear boy

If I get through this
Will you still love me, darling
Please get me through this

I hear the sirens
They still seem to get closer
with every moment.

I don't want to die
I still want to see your face
Everyday and night

The light gets closer
I just want to reach for it
It just gets lighter

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