Free

I hold the blade to my wrist breathing in and out scared and angry and hurt I think to myself "Do I really wanna do this?" I close my eyes I see him throwing the dishes at her I hear her screams I see him run at her, his hand on her throat Her face lights up red She cannot breath He lets go She falls Grasping her throat I go to my room I hear her screams once more He yells too I cover my ears It's suddenly quiet My door opens It is him He caresses my skin I fight him but he is too strong He forces himself on me I scream but he continues to thrust himself on me I yell for my mother No answer I open my eyes "Yes, I want this" The blade gently goes across my wrist A feeling of bliss overwhelms me The blood pours Never ending I am done, dying No more pain, no more heart ache I am finally free