Pain wells up in me
My heart is weary
My jet-black hair brushes my face
I push it back
The pain has cut too deep
Like a knife through cheese
Welling up in my heart
Like lighter fluid on charcoals.
If I breathed, I remembered.
Yes, I remembered her.
“I love you,” she said
Her voice coming out in
Sweet clumps of cotton candy
It had seemed stupid
At the time.
Totally idiotic, in fact.
But no, not anymore.
I clung to her words like a spider
Clinging onto its web being shaken
By a stupid six year old.
The spider tries to stay on
But he would finally fall
Before being smushed to death.
A quick and painless death.
I grab the knife and then position it
Hovering above my chest.
“Goodbye, cruel world!” I say
Before bringing down the knife
And gasping for breath
My body going down with a loud “thump”
Just like a knife through cheese.
