Red Coloured Water

With tears streaming down her face She sat knees to chest on the cold bathroom floor She sobbed so loud in an unstoppable haste Her back against the hard cool door She rose up and headed to the small wall cupboard She took her dads razor and cried even more The locked the door and filled the tub She slit her thighs and winced as her skin tore She repeated again and again as she heard her heart thud She carried on and soon the floor was covered with blood She slowly entered the overflowing bath Her mind asking why she had to feel such wrath She took the blade and muttered a sorry She slit down her wrist embracing death and all its glory She did the same to her left wrist as quick All the pity was that the right hand was weak She dropped the blade and leaned her head against the tap She was tired of the world and all her crap She began to breath and it was ragged breathing Each breath she took seemed like her heart would stop beating She closed her eyes and was taken into pure darkness She smiled one last time and closed her eyes She was tired and sad and had decided to fly Away from the nonsense and all the fights Thats why she decided on committing suicide. K.Mutsi