Apr 2015
She let go
of her name
watched it drift
away
a thing on the tide
separate to herself.
A thing now
to be
denied.
She undid
her self
watched it
now fall to the floor
kicked it
carelessly to one side
as if stepping out
of a dress
she had worn for far
too long.
She unclasped her love
of the world
put it aside
carefully and with
a little regret.
And then
she stepped into
her death
as if she were
stepping into
a bath.
“So, this is
it? ”
she laughed.
of her name
watched it drift
away
a thing on the tide
separate to herself.
A thing now
to be
denied.
She undid
her self
watched it
now fall to the floor
kicked it
carelessly to one side
as if stepping out
of a dress
she had worn for far
too long.
She unclasped her love
of the world
put it aside
carefully and with
a little regret.
And then
she stepped into
her death
as if she were
stepping into
a bath.
“So, this is
it? ”
she laughed.
..she had just cut her wrists and was watching her self die. She was telling me what it was like and was very bitter she was saved! She lived over a pub so the familiar barman's cry was one of the last things she heard before her flatmate came back early from a blind date and found her in time.
