Her ✔

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"here little bunny..."
they taunted her
their voices in a cooing soft tone
and the promise underlining it.

"come out come out wherever you are..."
No
Fuck you

"Why don't we just barge in?"
"Neighbors will notice."
No they won't.
Neighbors never notice.

not when she needs them to any way

"let's leave, the whore probably is hiding."

"what a fucking bitch"

"wait, let's spray paint her house."

cans were shaking
she could hear the laughs
No
please no

don't ruin the house
the house I painted with her
with my mom
my savior

don't ruin the one thing I have left

P L E A S E

the words she thought
never were spoken
as the laughs were carried away

as she could feel them leaving
she was not sad
she was not happy
she was not mad
she was not upset

she was empty
floating away in the abyss we call space

feeling the knife drag across her wrist

cutting away her hopes
her silver lining
her self

there was no spider thread to climb
because the thread was choking her

oh yes
how she loved that moment
that moment
when she
decided
to let
it all
f a l l