Hot hears flowed down her cheeck
her right hand held the knife steadily
steady and pressing hard on her shaky left wrist
Soothy voices floated on her mind
"just one cutaway,just one cut away
one cut away to a world free from suffering
a cut away from a world filled with nothing
....nothing but rest
a cut away from a world broken heart free
a cut away from a world poverty free
a cut away from a world emotion free
a cut away to a world that held nothing from the past
a world of freedom",the voice said smoothly
Her breath was heavy and the tears kept...flowing
she pressed the knife as hard as she could on the bulging vein in her skin
but why wasn't she cutting
maybe she was hoping an impulse would push the knife...then boom
maybe she was hoping someone would turn up and put end to her tears
maybe it was the love she had for herself..she loved herself so much
that she wouldn't dare raise a finger against her dearself
maybe it was hate she had for herself...she hated herself so much that
she could watch her pathetic self suffer this hell of a life she was living
What if it was her trust issues
maybe she didn't trust that soothing voice enough
what if it was a similar voice that lured her into this cruel world
what if she she herself didn't know why..what if...what if...aaah
she loosened her could grip on the knife....and gave the poor thing its freedom
her teary eyes watched and envied the freedom of the knife
and sooner than she could imagine,her messy life was drowned in a peaceful sleep
STAI LEGGENDO
Miss Independent's diary (Her unreserved feelings)
PoesiaNothing much,just my diary written in poetic language....Leave a vote if you like a poem or relate to it lol
