The white marble floor looks so welcoming
as the rain beats down on the bathroom window
lights out, it's empty and cold
just like how I'm feeling
but I'll keep on sitting here
head in hands and tears down my face
trying to find the place in which I belong.
Where did I go wrong?
To want to end this all so bitterly
I can see the red splash against the mirrors
shattered at my feet as I fall to the ground
to be welcomed by chilling arms
as the warm blood cools in the night air.
I don't want these thoughts
in fact I long to be rid of these vile images
embedded in my brain of angst and pain
but the truth of it is
this is who I am
And it's all I despise and want to be rid of.
So I'll listen to the rain for at least an hour more
watch the waters slide down the window
and look outside in the hopes that one day
I can be out there too
instead of sitting here alone
pondering my own downfall
at my own hand.