I have nothing left to give
I have found the perfect end
You were made to make it hurt
Disappear into the dirt
Bree stared at herself in the mirror with tears streaming down her face. She was ashamed of what she saw. How had she let herself get this far? Cuts ran down her arms and legs with no space in between them. She felt so ashamed of herself, but she couldn't stop. She felt like she was born to always be hurting.
Carry me to Heaven's arms
Light the way and let me go
Take the time to take my breath
I will end where I began
She didn't want to hurt anymore. She loved her family and her friends, but the pain was just too much. She was just so tired of hurting every minute of every day. She wondered when the last time she slept was. A week? Two? She needed rest. She needed peace.
And I will find the enemy within
Cuz I can feel it crawl
Beneath my skin
She slowly raised the razor to her throat. Could she do it? She wanted the pain to end, but she didn't want to die. But it was the only way. She knew that making this decision would change everything. She just wasn't sure if she was strong enough either way.
Dear agony
Just let go of me
Suffer slowly
Is this the way it's gotta be?
Don't bury me
Faceless enemy
I'm so sorry
Is this the way it's gotta be?
Dear agony
In a split second, she made her decision.