Torn

Three last words, her words good-bye:
I love you, please don’t cry.
Walks out the door, slips from the edge
She’s moving on, unsteady breaths.
Mirror image, breaks in two
A suicide, not fallen through.
A broken heart now torn apart..
Two tales, two lives,
One pain, one strife..
One girl..
Torn.

[One heartbeat….]

by Jessy Liz

Comments (1)

Wow Jessy! I feel the emotion bursting ut on this one. -Z-