Sharp end of a knife

Paralyzed at the end of a knife.

Eyes shut.

Cheeks cut.

Drip

. .

Drip

. .

Drip

. . . .

A blade against my heaving chest.

Head high.

Don’t cry.

Tick

. .

Tick

. .

Tick

. . . .

Blade pushed further, now up to my heart.

Time slows.

Clock froze.

Shh

. .

Shh

. .

Shh

. . . .

You only take your last breath once.

Death’s vow:

Sleep now.

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. .

. . . .