HER LAST BREATH

Who is that girl infront of her
who looks so much like her.. yet it's not her
the grace she carries.. the power she shows
she wishes she could be more like her


a smile so serene yet so mocking
her eyes probe...her gaze challengin
she sits there watching her break
challenging her to pickup the blade


slowly she moves her lips
no one wants u...no one needs u
y the urge to live...y dream the dreams u dream
just one slash n u'll be free....


with trembling hands and running tears
the blade slashed across her wrist
the blood seeping through her veins
she moves away from hatred

a smile at last tugs her lips
one last breath fills her lungs
the final breath expels her nostrils
n she sleeps, blissfull and peaceful
13/02/07' 10:45 am