She surrounded me, tempting me with her sickly sweet words, to fall into her loving embrace. No matter, my resistance, it had been broken, her voice was too much, it forced me to feel the ache in my heart, the tremble in my hands as I stood atop my ladder. Her words continued changing into a whisper, right into my ear, my thoughts clouded as she persuaded me with fake promises, a wolf in sheep's clothing. The letter I held in my hands, her words, the rope fastened around my neck, her actions, "just fall," she says, coaxing me into her empty arms. My sight, blurred with tears, caused by the cruel lies she spoke, my bloodshot eyes connected onto the glowing, pale moon, pleading with me not to do it, "it's too late," she purrs. My half-lidded eyes finally close, the trembling in my knees stop, I fall, the rope catches me, I hang all alone, no longer weakened.