Cutting Life Short

Breathing, but shallow

Heart’s sharp, shattered shards

Sliced through her soul

Every inhale, a scar

Apathy feelings;

Her only alternative

The Numbness of Nothing;

Script for the in-curative

She stifled her substance

In spite of deep breaths

Paralyzing her presence

Existing in death

WTIYOS “fears and chains” @emont123