Red Nectar

The blade lowers to my skin and time stands still. Can i do it? can i kill myself? Can i slash my wrist? Can i cut so deeply that the pain of my past seeps out? Time starts to move again the blade feels cool against my skin i slowly slide it across and the blood, my blood the sweet red nectar that gives me life, seeps slowly out of me i smile and say goodbye no more pain, no more tears, no more worries and as i slip into darkness my last thought is that i'm finally going to be happy.