Poisoned Words

Bleeding from her arms and soul she lay upon the floor. Reaching for the knife, she thought about doing more. A picture of the one she loved flashed in her head, She thought for a second and decided she didn't want to be dead. She stretched her bloody arm out far reaching for the phone, Her voice cracked as she cried for help, but it was just her and her pain all alone. Her bitter tears leaked out of her eyes as she lay there cold to the bone. Picking up the phone she dialed the only three numbers she could think of. She heard a distant voice rining in her ear, But the only thing she felt besides the pain was all the fear. Fear if they wouldn't get here in time, fear of what she did. Her thoughts travled to her father and when she was a kid, 'Too bad he was never here', she thought as she looked up at the ceiling. By the time they got to her house it was too late and her slender fingers had stopped feeling. Another one killed by the words that others said. Hate and bad feelings was all that she was fed. Never figured it would hurt her so much that this would be the path that she lead. Couldn't understand all those thoughts that were in her head. As the whispers spread over the town people figured, 'She's in a better place now that she's dead.' But what they don't realize is that it was their lies and hate that poisoned her. Now she is just a distant memeory in their awful minds, nothing more, just a blur.This is something I would never do, and this never happened to anyone that I know. Its just to show that it probably has happened before and to watch what you say to people. The words might hurt them more then you think. Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 09 2001 03:46 PM PST   0 • 1