She trotted down the alley.
Everything seeming opaque.
her heart quacked and raced,
her eyes narrowing further.
sounds of whispers crowded her mind,
tearing, cracking, pricking her conscience.
whispers of judgement;
popping up
every memory of loss,
every guilt for never trying.
regret overwhelmed her..
her heart squealed..
wondering what to do next,
seeing glitter on the ground
she reached out for it,
held it up like it was hope,
she quivered and shivered,
smartly cut it through her veins.
her body waned..
and finally
gave up her strength to the ground
she breathed her last..
And woke up on her bed
For it was but a dream.
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