"Well I'm so, empty." She walked along across the bridge and looked down. The lake looked like it had no bottom, she saw no fish. "Roses in a glass, dead and wilted." She looked back, remembering why she was choosing this fate.

"He's dead, no." She paused and looked at her hands. "I killed him." She looked up and stared into nothing emotionless. She climbed up onto the edge of the bridge and sat down.

"No one ever has to face tomorrow. But I'm the one that has to face me."

She looked down again, "But." She stood up on the ledge and stared at the water below her, it was empty like her eyes.

"I can't drown my demons," She jumped, "They know how to swim."

She slipped.