A pale arm outstretched, her other hand shaking, almost violently, a knife pointed down at her pale wrist, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, she can't explain why not, for she has every reason, if not more. she takes a deep, staggered breath lowers the blade to her thin wrist she feels the cold blade pierce her skin and then nothing. her mouth opens as if to scream, but not a word passes her now smiling lips a faint whisper emerges, if any. the warm blood trickles down her hand, onto the cream carpet, now blood red. the bloodied knife drops to the floor she reaches for it, but instead, her golden body too falls to the ground. her fragile figure lies in a soft lump, all it's warmth gone but her beauty remains, as does her childlike slumber both gone for eternity. she loks down at her lifeless body, so sweet, so innocent she feels happy and free. as she drifts away, she sprinkles the black glitter of death on her golden body. say goodbye glitter girl, her little faery says, say goodbye. --"say goodbye to a glittergirl" the phrase is from tori amos
Reason for writing:
It's my release, my getaway from life.
i want my life to be heard.
Birth sign: Not entered
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