Without You
Been over several months and
I haven't let go of you.
It's Christmas Eve and the
thought of you brings me to
tears.
Seeing the untouched pale
skin on my finger puts my mind
in dark a place.
Without hesitation, I slash my
wrist with the used blade that
you had stabbed me with.
As blood drips on the royal
blue blanket, you once have
gave me, I realize, there is no
going back.
I wrap the belt, your belt,
around my neck. In the closet
that both of us know inside and
out.
As I finally kick the stool from
under myself.
The weight on my shoulders
from the world pushes my body
towards the earth as this noose
of despair slowly tightens until
I no long can breath.
As the memories of us slowly
fade to darkness. And the
bright light I thought you were,
slowly dimmers.
Each gasp of air I try to take.
Only brings the pain You
caused back.
My last and final thought
forces it self Into my depleting
oxygen brain...
The thought that always and
will stay with me.... I miss
you...
Copyright © Ryley Atack | Year Posted 2013
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