My Blade, My Life (by Mel)
With trembling hands, she reaches for her blade. She tells herself it will be the last time.
She tells herself this every time.
She never succeeded before, but will just have to now.
With the blade in her hand, she breaks out into a cold sweat.
She starts shivering and her heart beats faster.
She thrives on these feelings,
she tells herself she must do it, and she knows what she is about to do, but she does not care.
She takes the blade and slits her wrists -
Bad, real Bad...
The blood starts pouring from her wrists, exposing bone, flesh - her hands dangling -
She drops the blade and minutes later drifts off into a world of her own. Her life had little meaning, and now - No meaning at all.
She had to do it.
Now she is free from pain and suffering.
And now she has succeeded....
With trembling hands, she reaches for her blade. She tells herself it will be the last time.
She tells herself this every time.
She never succeeded before, but will just have to now.
With the blade in her hand, she breaks out into a cold sweat.
She starts shivering and her heart beats faster.
She thrives on these feelings,
she tells herself she must do it, and she knows what she is about to do, but she does not care.
She takes the blade and slits her wrists -
Bad, real Bad...
The blood starts pouring from her wrists, exposing bone, flesh - her hands dangling -
She drops the blade and minutes later drifts off into a world of her own. Her life had little meaning, and now - No meaning at all.
She had to do it.
Now she is free from pain and suffering.
And now she has succeeded....
Warhearts
A girl.
A guy.
Become one.
She works in the bar.
He drinks in the bar.
They leave in his car.
He drives.
She's his passenger.
Down dark roads they travel.
To where?
Not their normal route.
Venturing here or there.
All in the air from here.
Something went wrong.
His car left the road.
Down an embankment.
Upside down in the river.
No crash barrier?
Trapped in the car.
Assistance came.
Off duty rookie cop.
Rookie no more after this crash.
Cop couldn't get the girl out due to the car being inverted.
Tried to save the girl.
Unable to give her air.
Got her drunken boyfriend to do it.
Her pulse increased.
For a while.
A battle lost.
Would it have been easier if the car was upright?
Boyfriend loses it.
She can't die!
She does.
Choice made.
Drink and drive.
Crash and murder your girlfriend.
Just like that.
A life taken due to stupidity.
How many times did this happen and he got away with it?
Not this time.
Throw the book at him.
Karma will screw him over.
Both man's and God's.
Lynette is dead.
mel is my dear friend and lynette is her close friend. lynette's death affected me very greatly. i had a tattoo for lynette. to remember her forever.
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