There was always more going on in her head
Too much that needed to be done
All she could do was drag herself to bed
Only her life had just begun
There was a pile of bills that sat on the counter
And not enough money in her pockets
It was as if her world was crumbling around her
There seemed to be nothing for her to believe in
She saw no escape that she could take
She was to tie down with children and a husband
She didn’t feel as she contributed
At this point, she believed that she was a waste of space
Her husband cared for her on her worst but she was too much of a burden
and she hated it that
She only saw one way to escape the downward spiral that was her life
A single tear run down her cheek
as she took the blade in her hand to examine it
There was already blood running down one of her arms
she runs the blade
Across her other wrist.
A bittersweet ending of her downward spiral