my nails scrap across the back of your neck.
im struggling to take my last breaths.
my head collides with the mirror;
its like the one that i used to look into
when i tried to convince myself i was good enough for you.
i can see my petrified reflection in the pieces that scatter
across this abandoned house.
no one can hear my muffled screams.
you lean down and whisper things into my ear
this is the way it has to end. just know, ive always loved you.
my eyes widen at the sight of my own blood smeared across these walls.
i give in to the fear.
my golden curls are crushed by your unbearable weight.
your fingers wrap around my neck.
the last seconds are painful
then i find peace.
a peace that you will never know.
two hours later a detective flashes his camera over my exposed body,
analyzing what was lost.
damn. what a shame. what a good girl.