One-Shot A look into the mind of someone on the brink of death. She doesn't know what to do after countless betrayals, she's about to make her decision...

by Ephemerae

The melody of life is bittersweet

I'd rather set it aside

And proceed with a lone voice

Of reason and sanity

Tears and pain are all too common in this relationship. The broken shards of a mirror reflect distorted images of my face back at me. Blood drips over the pieces, a dark crimson. The door slams shut. Yet I know that you will be back soon, you always come back, begging for forgiveness. I've run out of forgiveness, and I've nothing left to give. It seems I'm running out of options, and quickly running out of time.

You've left me before, it's really no surprise. But what is, is that I keep letting you back in. God knows you don't deserve it. You make me heal, and then break me all over again. I hate you, I love you…I don't know. Chaos reigns inside, and I think I'm about done, with this thing we call life. I just need to get away from you, from it. Those knives look so ethereal to me now, a path out into eternity. I think I'll go now, into oblivion. Besides, after the first few seconds, I won't feel a thing.