The light glitters off its steel blade as I hold it in my hands. I look, I stare, I marvle at its power over me, my thoughts, and feelings. I watch as my hand slowly moves towards my wrist. I watch. I watch as the pressure is applied. I watch.
Blood Streams She saunters by carelessly, with her shoulder length bob and dark blue lipstick, when time stops for me, and my thoughts draw back to her past, her very recent past,