Temptation.

Tears shed. Scared. Frightened. Darkness has returned. Past issues she's run from are back to haunt her.

No where else to turn. No razor in sight. No friends near.
Dealers walk the halls. Popping pills in the day. No one will notice.

Relaxation fills through her. No stress or worries. Lasts a couple of hours.
Then pain reveals itself. Stronger then before. Holding in the tears the final bell rings.

Home at last, where her only friend is, only he's not home.
She can't hold it any longer.
Temptation urges her. The razor is what she chose.
The rest is history.

by darknessveils15
posted on 11/15/2009