dissolution

by itsfelizeee

Angry hands upon my frail body,

Leaving purple trails of hatred, resentment and fury.

A drunken state of mind,

dragging me into the dark;  allowing it to swallow me whole

with no one to turn to,

no one to hold on to.

 

A cry

 

A desperate plea.

 

But no one can ever notice 

No one ever hears.

 

 

A gun shot.

 

 

A clean shot to the head.

Finding solace.

Embracing death.

 

And suddenly everyone notices

Suddenly everyone can hear

Everyone starts to listen.

 

And all I can say is,   

It’s too late.

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