I'm the villain in my own story
Maybe the evil Queen
Who never loved poor snow white
Or
Cinderella's evil step sisters
Who mistreated her
And tried to steal her prince
Maybe I'm the evil witch
Who cut off Rupunzel's hair
And left her stuck in the tower
Or Rumpelstiltskin's who terrorized
The whole kingdom
And who ever made a deal with him
Always gave out something so dear to them
Or the Queen of Hearts
So short tempered
And always wanted to cut
People's heads whenever she was upset
Made Alice's stay in wonderland hell
So the villain me in my story
Found my last suicidal letter
Hidden beneath a heap of clothes
I didn't hesitate to open it
And as I read through
I relived that moment
The flashes came
The emotions visited
I wanted to finish off what I left
Unfinished
Tears uncontrollably flowed
Rolling down my cheeks
Like the fourteen falls
You would have thought
They were racing
And the winner would have won
Maybe a cash prize
I reread the letter
Fell on the floor
Still holding it with my in hand
I threw it away
Took my phone
Tried reaching out
For the monsters had
Paid me another visit
But no one answered
So I opted to cut
I stood up
Went straight to the kitchen
As I reached for the knife
I saw my antidepressants
Well placed on the kitchen table
Besides it lay a note
Written
"JUST ONE MORE DAY"
Those were Eric's words
They always had their magic on me
Even if he wasn't there to stop me
He indeed indirectly stopped me
As soon I read the note
I stopped shaking
My panic attack subsided
My urge to cut disappeared
I took my antidepressants
And went to bed
Finally
With a peace of mind.
©mara_pain
Life is a series of pain.
©mara_pain
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