Her Last Day
She held the razor blade in her hand..
Trembling, she reflects on her life.
Lost and alone in her dark thoughts..
Of her failures as a mother and wife.
Trying to find anything to give her hope..
But there's nothing left to grasp.
She's discarded, iscolated and empty..
There's no one to help or even to ask.
She's so overwhelmed with grief..
Accepting what she's about to do.
Knowing her actions will hurt everyone..
But she just can't see another day through.
She's tired and has no purpose..
Too old to start over again.
Being alive is too heavy a burden..
She no longer wants to live in pain.
Maybe she loved too much?
And gave too many chances away.
But her heart can't take anymore..
So today will be her last day!
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For her sake I do hope she relinquish the razor and thought…
Its amazing what a new day can bring.. even an hour of life.
i have been there and is blessed these last seven years to be alive…
if you feel like you cannot live for yourself.. then live for someone else.
there are so many people in need of a simple conversation..
Your life is very valuable.. and can make an eternal difference in some else’s journey.
thanks for sharing.
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Wow, this poem rang a few bells for me. I've been there. I've been that person. BUT, I can honestly say it is best to hang on in there. Storms pass!! Ability is found. Love flowers again ...eventually. Hope this is purely from creation but if its not...hang on in there. The ride is bumpy but it will be worth it. Hugs x