• Your eyes trickle with poisonous tears and you tell me” it’ll all be over soon,” all your pain agony and your stress, think about a light, peaceful, and silence which will take you away." Your smirk burns in my memory, and you pull out sharp glass and whisper, "just be quiet." The glass glimmers against my tear stricken face. “I will do this,” you say in a quiet voice that trembles. Glass presses against my soft and pink flesh, and pain flows over my face. I look down and you say “you deserve this, a place to escape; you need someone to take you away and save you from this.” You slide the glass shared down to my neck, and push so hard crimson blood falls in pools on the ground,” GET IT OVER WITH!” I yell as loud as my raspy voice will go. You drop the glass and I fall to the floor, and I stare up at you, for you do the same as me, and fall, defeated, to the ground. “I’m too scared to do it…..” you say looking to the ground, your eyes fill and pool over.