Shedding mournful tears.
Lost am I,
Upon this dreadful place.
Wondering about this lonesome hell.
Intolerable feelings of bereavement
Seal my psyche with images of razor blades.
Steadly, I slice my wrist.
Diminishing my existence.
One thought of happiness strikes my head.
"Sarah, ... I miss you" I cry into the dark.
I quickly descend onto the dirt.
Ending my existence.
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Submission Name: Mournful Tears
