My Tourniquet
I don't own Charmed or the awesome song Tourniquet by Evanescence, but I can hope now can't I.
Paige ran inside as soon as she got home and stormed into the bathroom to take a shower. She had a terrible day, she wasn't able to save the innocent, who had been a five year old little girl. All in all Paige felt worthless because she had freezed when the demon threw a fireball in her direction. Piper and Phoebe had minor second degree burns from her terrible reaction times, it was all her fault they were hurt. Maybe if she wasn' t around anymore they wouldn't get hurt so much, she did seem to get in the way a bunch and the only one who really cared was Glen and maybe Phoebe. Piper sure didn't care and Phoebe wouldn't be so hurt as when Prue died, anyway.
I tried to kill the pain, but only brought more,
so much more.
She picked up her razor and was about to slit her wrists when she paused a moment to decide if she really wanted to do this or not. She was certain that her sisters would be better off without her in their lifes. She cursed at the pain as she did the cuts that would mean sweet demise for her she then started to cry as she prayed to the God who she had forgotten for such a long, long time and with that she didn't want this anymore she tried to stop the bleeding. It hurt so much way too much she didn't want to die anymore.
I lay dying,
and I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal.
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming,
am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?
My God my tourniquet,
return to me salvation.
My God my tourniquet,
return to me salvation.
She screamed as she fought to stop the blood flowing like a neverending stream from her wounded wrists, she realized that she shouldn't have wanted to die but by this time it was too late so she just wanted it to be over with but the pain was not going away at all if anything it was getting worse.
She finally passed out from lack of blood in about thirty minutes but her wrists kept bleeding and bleeding. There was so much blood that the pure white tiles were now solid crimson with the coats of blood on them.
Do you remember me?
Lost for so long.
Will you be on the other side?
Or will you forget me?
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming,
am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?
Her sisters decided to check on her after she was in there for two hours but by then she was dead. They saw all the blood and started to cry at the sight of their new baby sister now dead from bloodloss.
My God, my tourniquet,
return to me salvation. My God my tourniquet,
return to me salvation.
I want to die!
The funeral was a small affair but all of Paige's friends and co-workers showed up she looked lovely in her dress that she was going to wear to Phoebe's and Cole's wedding, except for the cut marks on her wrists the funeral home had tried to cover them with makeup but the makeup had smeared and the marks were clearly visible.
My God my tourniquet,
return to me salvation.
My God my tourniquet,
return to me salvation.
My wounds cry for the grave,
my soul cries for deliverance.
Will I be denied Christ?
Tourniquet,
My suicide!