My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia

Last Regret

Nothing had a specific trigger

Only the sudden feel of the dagger

She had it all

A family who cared and friends to love

But she beleived in none of that

While she sat on that very bench

The rain loosely fell down putting her drenched

All she had left was a little flame

Slowly dying but still flowing

Like a river falling down

The blood flowing so loosely

filling a small puddle into a sea of red

The last hopes stood so helpless by warmth

She made her last sacrifice

To die will be her last regret

She had it all

But now it's all lost

All her love goes down the drain

The stinging pain goes into her wrist

Now flowing out so lovely

She now sits so happily

Waiting for her last regret to come true

But fails by the sound of screams

Yukki666