Trigger warning.

He used those words that cut like a knife.
Handing me the blade as he said,
"End your life."

His words of venom as he snarled and hissed.
What is it that makes him despise me like this?

I took it from him with tears rolling down.
Inside... I'm screaming,
outside.. I make no sound.

Each tear that fell, a violent memory.
I didn't want to give him
the satisfaction of knowing just
how much he could get to me.

To my wrist I pressed the blade..
I figured ..It didn't matter,
my heart was dead anyway.

I closed my eyes taking in
the most beautiful pain I've ever felt.
How it numbed and overpowered..
How I could feel nothing else.

His eyes flickered seeing the crimson color run.
How the sight ignited him..seeing me come undone.

I knew deep down I didn't deserve any better.
That I would never be more than in this moment...
A lost fragile angel... a beat and broken sinner.