Hi guys! ^_^
Warning: may be a trigger. Includes suicide.
A lone figure
Lies by the door
Precious crimson
Drips onto the floor
A delicate stream
Of suicide
No other form of escape
No place left to hide
No tears or sorrow
A distant look of peace
A small smile
As the beats decrease
Eyes flutter closed
For the last time
Lips move silently
Her final goodbye.