Pale red circles stain the white carpet
Remind me of a distraught past
A past full of failures and disappointments
Where society labeled me as an outcast.
Long thin scars strewn across my skin
Remind me of a hurtful time
When my heart was sentenced to sorrow
Without committing a single crime.
Tear stained pages of our wedding album
Remind me of my most painful memory
But I must look forward in to the future
Our love in now a part of history.
Dark red spots cover this razor
Reminding me of the present
Running the blade across the flesh of my arm
Because the feeling of pain is quite pleasant.
The feel of cold silver steel
Foreshadows the end of my pain
No one could understand my situation
Because words are not strong enough to explain.
A soothing flash of pure white light
Shoots from the end of the gun
Ending a life of resentment and hate
I had no one left to help; nowhere left to run.
In the coming days and weeks
Please do not cry for me
I am in a better state of being
I have finally been set free.
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